I have spent a lot of time travelling on trains to school, and wrote this the other day while undertaking yet another trip.
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Staring out the train window
At the sun's dying glow.

The world flashing by
While I sit and wonder why.

What do I think I'll see there
Through the dirt and dusky glare?

Perhaps I hope to see
Someone as lonely as me.

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COPYRIGHT JULY 2000 KATE DAVIS
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