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static

static

first no’s feel cold and contradictory
“they’re not aligned,” i thought with grimace
before pulling brakes at the next stop
“this isn’t me, this isn’t me,” i whimpered
as the conductor screamed “all aboard!”
i tried to tell them but they drowned
as tears hit my snow boots
filling cable cars with dead of winter
leaving only us

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