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ABSTRACT POEMS The trains come and go.
It's night.
Will I be alright?
I stay all day. There is no other way.
I stay all night. There is no end in sight.
I have a fright. I am losing this fight.
I don't know. I hope so.
They run, just want to be done.
They go fast, past.
They go in either direction,
Away from the rejections.
Away from the inperfection.
