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medellin metro window
we open in a metro car.
green railings on the landing of the station; just by looking i can feel
the cool metal against my hand.
tin roofs and red brick buildings,
mosaics of windows and millions of little model people moving with the flow of life.
and yet, here i sit, nodding to the rattle of the above-ground train,
bobbing forward,
back,
yet not moving at all.
stagnant,
pressed into the seat,
watching my lonliness multiply with each busy street.
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