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The New York City Subway

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I stand here, waiting
Waiting for it to arrive
It's rush hour
I'm in a hurry
To go somewhere,but I don't know where

It arrives,
The doors open,
People step in,people step out
the doors close
It begins to move
Faster and faster
and into the dark tunnel

The doors open,and I arrive
I arrive,but I don't know where





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