I saw her from a distance
She stood there waiting for me
In the busy and noisy labyrinth,
Without moving an inch
My legs worked a steady pace,
Slowing only to catch my breath
And then she started moving,
Hurtling me into disgust
In one last thrust of power,
I bolted for my goal…
And squeezed into the narrow door,
Of the ‘train’ I had to board
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