Tuesday, 24 May 2022

Missing a Train

 Missing a Train 

Bidding you a bye
Not a good one nor a bad one
Just a bye
As the glass door separated us two
What met where only our fingertips
Through the glass door
Where it should've been
The air that was to be exchanged
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