It was long past, shoved within a tight carriage of the train, it happened
it was like the first time, now so very long ago when she looked up from placing her gloves inside her pockets
as the other train was going the other way
he looked up at that very moment from within his train’s carriage and—like before they saw each other
it was a breath away and then gone
without a trace —just the heat of breath evaporating on the window
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