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Travelling Reflection

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I watch my reflection
As the landscapes in her eyes
Spill over
The sky erases her hair
And her features fade into the atmosphere

I follow her gaze
While the world rushes by
The sun sinks
Into a new horizon
Clouds decorate
The space left behind

Her expression never changes
For it matches my mask
But she remains
A stranger to me
In every glance she is
Lost

On the other side
Of the train
Just something I was thinking outloud on the page. Travelling back to London from Brussels.
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