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A Poem by Steven Pottle

I sit backwards on the train, facing the other way
As I don’t want to see what I’ve got to go to
I want to see where I’ve just come from
I smile and cry happy tears when they send a text and it says,
“Can’t wait for you to return as this is where you live now...come home”


 

© 2009 Steven Pottle


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I can visulize the write
I like this. very desriptive

Posted 14 Years Ago


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Steven Pottle
Steven Pottle

London, South London, United Kingdom



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