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Knees to my chest, ear phones in my ears. Waiting at the station for the train. Being early sucks but getting here was what mattered. People come in slowly, but surely. The seats close and spread, we communicate with our eyes and our smiles but leave it at that. The lady in the middle of the room listening to her cassette player is tweeking. She got that stuff running through her veins. Hollering here and there, twitching, and just always making the movement. The couple behind me saying byes to the girlfriends mom. Its late and she's tired. They happy and sound, playing cards, reaching over each other, giggling, consist conversation. You got a few quiet people here and there, me being one of them. The lights out in the depot are flashing cause they worn, their time is over. There's people outside waiting for the arrivies. People coming in getting tickets showing id. Lady taking luggage and weighing in. We all ready for this ride. As long as we ain't got to sit next to the wired lady that got it running. Its time and we can here the rumble of the train. TIME TO GO. Its early.