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Trainride

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Slowly moving scenery.
Books, lost and found.
Random Starbucks bill.
Virginia import.

The world on wheels.
Captured in a moment.
Remembered, by nobody.

Drive, train, drive.

Damn.

Connection lost.

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ArsenicLime A poem I wrote back in the day when I was fighting a mental breakdown, trying to find my way back in the world. I love to take the train, it's always so soothing to the mind.
updated Aug 15 '11 by ArsenicLime

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"A short poem that I wrote while I was sitting on the train. It reflects perfectl..."

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