.10:15 sheâs on the train
Flipping thru the pages selling junk
That no one needs
10:16 she looks at me
Looks thru me at the scenery
Somehow itâs all the same
She is surrounded
By so many foolish props
Someone made
If I was more continental
And less judgm.
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