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Train
I sit
I sit so still and I wonder,
Who are you?
Through a crack in our worlds we meet,
peek out at each other.
Mr-Ms Anybody,
pleasure to meet you.
Which face will you show today?
Yes, godday, it's same, old me.
But you've changed, I see.
What do you wish, what do you hide?
What do you love, what do you feel
inside?
Comes my stop, I have to leave.
How nice it was to meet!
Same place, same time tomorrow,
and a new face I will greet.