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Facing Up To Eve
The train is getting slower and slower
Giving me time to rehearse my script
Eve is to meet me at the station
No doubt still furious, fine and ripped
Facing up to Eve, I can't do it
My nerve has gone already
I light a prohibited cigarette
My hand is no longer steady
The door opens and I alight
Ready for yet another squabble
There seems to be be no sign of Eve
...Friday 17th April 2020 12:45 pm
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