StationA Poem by LanaI walk to the same train station Going far away from here But I never get too far Before I come back to where I started I try to flee But I'm always brought back to the same station It's where I live now The sound of the train pounding down the rails Is the loudest sound of my existence A noise that says "I'm coming" But always goes back to where it started I am walking to the train station everyday I never see any sun rays I am in a dark hole dug up years ago by people I don't know Each step I take I wonder "what is this for?" Then I'm back to a made up station People rush to get on the damn train everyday It gets crowded, people are packed like sardines So close to each other, yet never been so distant And then, as the sun sets they go back to where they started For what?
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