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saw
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.
on
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a
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train,
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.
.
eyes,
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meet
eyes . . .
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.
.
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saw
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.
a
.
train,
.
.
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r
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.
.
eyes,
–
–
meet
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.
.
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n
d
–
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smile . . .
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.
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.
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highs . . .
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.
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tides . . .
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highs . . .
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tides . . .
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.
.
.
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l
l
–
–
–
hours
.
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f
.
the
days
.
a
n
d
.
nights . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
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v
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r
–
–
–
the
space
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f
.
mere
moments
.
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n
.
time . . .
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.
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.
ride . . .
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ride . . .
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l
l
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–
hours
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f
.
the
days
.
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d
.
nights . . .
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v
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r
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the
space
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f
.
mere
moments
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n
.
time . . .
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.
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v
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the
space
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.
mere
moments
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n
.
time . . .
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v
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the
space
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moments
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n
.
time . . .
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the
while . . .
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~ all
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while,
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there
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I . . .
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while,
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there
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I . . .
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until
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moment
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opened
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m
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.
moment
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.
opened
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eyes . . .
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–
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came
.
t
o
.
realize,
.
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w
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.
.
were
.
n
o
.
longer
sitting
.
side
.
b
y
.
side . . .
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–
–
.
.
.
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saw
.
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o
u
.
on
.
a
.
train,
.
.
w
h
e
r
e
.
.
eyes,
–
–
meet
eyes . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
I
saw
.
y
o
u
.
on
.
a
.
train,
.
.
w
h
e
r
e
.
.
eyes,
–
–
meet
eyes . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
I
saw
.
y
o
u
.
on
.
a
.
train,
.
.
w
h
e
r
e
.
.
eyes,
–
–
meet
eyes . . .
–
–
–
.
.
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a
n
d
–
–
–
smile . . .
–
–
–
.
.
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.
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I
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ride
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highs,
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d
.
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lows,
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n
d
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.
highs . . .
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–
–
.
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o
f
–
–
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tossing,
–
–
tumbling
tides . . .
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–
–
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I
.
d
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d
.
fantasize,
.
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n
d
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ride
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.
highs,
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.
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n
d
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lows,
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n
d
.
.
highs . . .
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–
–
.
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f
–
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–
tossing,
–
–
tumbling
tides . . .
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–
–
.
.
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a
l
l
–
–
–
hours
.
o
f
.
the
days
.
a
n
d
.
nights . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
o
v
e
r
–
–
–
the
space
.
o
f
.
mere
moments
.
i
n
.
time . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ over
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t
h
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.
space
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o
f
.
mere
moments
.
i
n
.
time . . .
–
–
–
.
.
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l
l
–
–
–
the
while . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ all
.
t
h
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.
while,
–
–
there
.
w
a
s
.
you
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a
n
d
.
I . . .
–
–
–
.
.
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~ all
.
t
h
e
.
while,
–
–
there
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w
a
s
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you
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a
n
d
.
I . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
–
–
–
it
made
.
m
e
.
smile . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ yes,
.
i
t
.
made
.
m
e
.
smile . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
l
l
–
–
–
the
while . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
s
o
.
.
.
I
.
w
o
u
l
d
.
never
.
b
e
.
able
.
t
o
.
trade
.
t
h
e
.
lie . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
even
.
i
n
.
new
places
.
.
w
h
e
r
e
.
.
eyes,
–
–
meet
eyes . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ even
.
i
n
.
new
places
.
.
w
h
e
r
e
.
.
eyes,
–
–
meet
eyes . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
–
–
–
smile.
Reflection: This is a romantic-themed poem that I wrote in May of 2025 while I was in Girona, Spain based on a real experience I had on a train while in Spain. I’m sure many of us have had passionate kinds of experiences like this. I wrote most of this poem in my hotel in Girona, Spain reflecting back, and later refined it using two haunting gems of songs: “The Strangest Thing” by George Michael and “Wicked Game” by Chris Isaak. I played these songs in the background on repeat at low volume to create the “moodset” and refine the poem. If you listen to these songs at low volume while reading this poem, you might better get the “feel” of it.