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I saw the train at middle distance,
It ran slow and was white,
It had many window and in each
One I saw my brother.
He didn´t see me although he looked
In my direction, but beyond me
And the life he had lived before me.
I think it was a spring day I saw flowers
Twined together like a bouquet
Near the tracks… the train disappeared
Into a tunnel and when all was
Quiet I heard a bird sing so sadly I thought
It must have lost its nest.
Copyright © Jan Oskar Hansen | Year Posted 2013
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