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She wakes to the sound of a train, approaching
A stranger will know my name, she thinks
And slowly begins
The sound of the train now in the walls of her room, her skin
A stranger knows my name, she imagines
Losing herself, recklessly, loudly
The sound of the train fading into silence, leaving her body
A stranger knew my name, she remembers
Returning to sleep, once again, more deeply
Much more deeply