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Leaving home for a place to go
Beyond the red gate that separates us
Escaping the life a little too much pain
This weekly travel takes a small toll
For a mere 8 Dollars 10 cents
And a sea of troubles
For one promise
It is done the time is now to go
I will be alone.
10 Minutes.
The rising hills bring light
Bright as the star that lit my life
A new day comes to sight
I close my eyes as my dreams take flight
Life passes by
The flow of a river it goes on
It’s Messy.
Too many rocks.
45 Minutes.
It is safe they’re gone.
I pay my fare walk up
No one is here
The station is full of vigor and excitement
Its game day who is the home team?
Don’t know
It is time though
63 Minutes.
Train is packed tight
I am all alone in my seat
The one right next to the doors
The one of the right
Full of sound all around
I wait for you
Your one phrase
I wait.
68 Minutes. Union City
A group of middle school kids get on
Headed for SF to hang out
Visions of the past
Pain, horrors, loss
Why did you do that?
It scars even now…
The pain of it all
The nightmares of horror and hate
Loss like the death of another
Tears of sorrow
Its over.
80 Minutes. Bay Fair
Transfer stop
A school passes by
What would it be like to live there
Away from “home”
Probably the same.
Its all the same really
New faces new area
Same soul, same life.
120 Minutes. Oakland
That guy is back on
He comes all the time
Oh yeah, it’s a girl
Another date
Wait wasn’t it a different girl last week
Oh well.
142 Minutes. Ashby
Almost time
Oh Berkeley
Its coming up
Wait, who is that? Is he famous?
People need to go away
I can’t see
Forget it. She is more important
Its time. Its time.
Here we go
The light is blinding
My star in heaven.
146 Minutes. Berkeley.
At last, peace in mind
At last I am done
At last I see her
At last I smell that sweet aroma
Again, my wish came true
That “ I Love you”
There is such a thing as never
Just as we promised.
Forever.
146 Minutes.
Those words
Those precious words
That come from your mouth
I love you.
My eyes close
Darkness takes over
Lost in the night
The same night I left you in
I wait. Just for you.
Annie, I love you.
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Kenneth Lee, 2009 spring

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