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In a running train,
sitting opposite, he and she
spent their journey,
little engaged in talks,
but mostly outside in gaze.
Husband and wife, they’re.
Another pair likewise
spent their journey
in incessant talks,
often by inventing,
conscious of each other.
Husband and wife, they’re not.
05.04.99
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