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Interchange Station

I watch the passing lights on long exposure
And when the hue changes and the voices signal
With sounds in harmony, yet just off tune
I go, forward, unflinching
Unable to stop, having gone so far
Unwilling to falter, even when I do

Beckoning calls of my loved ones
cast crippling doubts on my purpose
My mind splits the image of myself
and the projection of who they interpret
And in the contrast conflict smoulders

But when the music swells and the drum hits on beat
I can be anyone and do anything
And one lifetime is enough
For us to get on the next train

- vktr

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