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The Life of Toby

7:45am

Zipping through the fields of dew.
Morning sunshine reflected off of overnight puddles.
The carriage full of different lives.
One jet-setter.
One upset her.
Then me alone.
A commute not so divine.
The destination a prison of fakery, faces and farce.

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