.There's no comfort in a crowd.
Solidarity's cowed.
The panic bursts in bubbles above the heads of the crowd that are bowed.
The train into the station it ballooned.
Chris De Burgh he crooned.
The people flock to open doors like flies to an open wound.
He's going to .
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