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Subway Car


All types of people come and go.

Technology flows through your pours.

Communication buzzes from inside out.

Unreliable

Uncontrolled

Operated by man,

though they cannot see your true importance.

Those days when you are just unwell,

they lose their tempers and can't be helped.

Packed in your cage at their own choice,

But follows your schedule even when inconenienced.

They explain the world to you and you listen 

without judgement or comments.

And time takes the course taken.

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