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点击复制City trains divide the night
Gleaming rails pursue their lines;
Crowds collide in restless flight
Neon cuts in crooked signs
In that rush your fingers brushed
Against mine then intertwined;
Traffic roared the station hushed
Clamor blurred and fell behind
Days arrived with harsher weather
Promises wore thinner shoes;
Yet our hands learned knots of leather
Tied through storms they could not lose
When the platforms clear at last
Engines sleep without a sound;
Hands that wandered through the past
Still hold fast on common ground