Poem -

Faces of The Station

Some people come, other people go
While others hustle, the remaining bustle
Other stare into nothing as the nothing stares back in voiceless mock.
Voices speak to others in expressionless comments,
Others act mindless and crazy on their own, but who are we to judge.
The mindless pit of the damned with their destination unknown.
Part of us will ever wonder in eternity with the lost souls
in Hell known as the station

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