tasting the sweet rain tracing down my face... unitelligible sounds and benign utterances break the silence... i watch the blue fog slowly move in, penetrating each and every glance of mine eye...
the blue train slowly passes by ~ soon to chase away the distance between now and then.... acquiring rights of an assumed passenger ~ warming my feet within her cabin's frame, passing in review before her porters and residents...I ask...
what will they see of me?
who will i let them see?
not me...
not now...
i want to ferry the passageways incognito.... empty and void is how i feel, still warm to touch, but too cold to feel...
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