Altered Station
Sometimes I find my location,
pooling out of Time’s vein.
Same train enters altered station,
each stop almost the same.
Comfort glides in my senses,
all evidence proves I’m right.
Reality carries different tenses,
next to me The One highlight.
I ride this train like all the others,
blending every day into bland.
This time keeps careful wonders,
on this train your holding my hand.
EaS
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