Trains always pass each other at the same time
In that I've never seen one pass without another train there
To pass from
I think they were born this way
Tinkerers planning the cruelest jokes
Decided that every train should know
The separation at each fleeting sight
That they should see but never enjoy
Their brethren company
Until the day they might decide
To horrify
To spoil
To choke
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