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in the evening

i took the train home

sitting by the window

looking at things to come

as i was looking through the window

motionless landscapes were passing me by

stillstanding views suddenly were moving

i shot them all dont ask me why

unlocking the door i found myself

i entered the loneliness of the hall

i kept on walking and then stood still

that feeling pressed me against the wall

feeling expressive

pulling a face

it all seems very poetic

but it was only just another saturday