I watched you
drift away
out of sight
as I moved off
I was not to know
as the train
gathered speed
that we'd not meet again
As I drifted off
the mist gathered further
as it had done
for some time till then
I did not see
until 't was
perhaps
too late
Five years passed
and I alighted
onto the same
station platform
You were not there
your prediction,
unheard by me,
had come true
You remain with me
though
you're part of me
always there
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