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Come Back, Come Back

Music does not sound the same
and this taste inside my mouth

so unfamiliar,
I’ve never been here before.

The train rolls from side-to-side
and I stare out of the window,

at sunlight burning through mist
as it reveals broken silhouettes,

memories resurfacing,
incomplete and affecting.

Do you see the same things I see?
Do you see stars burning in the night-time sky?

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