On The Train

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He sat alone
On his way home
Made of flesh
And skin
And bone

He held a sigh
As lights flew by
It's hard work
Trying not to cry

The train car gleamed
Sad but clean
As it ran along
It's steel beams

He bowed his head
Prayed to be lead
And softly smiled
He wasn't dead

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 22, 2019 ⏰

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