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there was a dream
of you and I
running to catch
a commuter train
we ran hand in hand
down a tunnel
growing darker
with every step
rounding a bend
we found the trained
suspended and motionless
empty as if fresh
from the factory
and then you said
I think the baby kicked

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Written by burrben

July 12, 2012 at 8:33 pm

Posted in poetry

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