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the girl on the train
a brief work encounter
passerby’s on the street
a curious new friend
same feelings will come
same feelings will go
faux memories flow in
and flow right back out
these women i encounter
so smart, so pretty, so brave
just for existing
in a world built for men
my heart aches for you
and the memories we might make
i find myself in love
every other day
This poem is about:
Me
Our world