found burnt with a torch onto the side of a train
bound for Antarctica:
Hello penguins.
How is life
with no ants around?
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found written with UV ink on the side of a train
bound for "that one place you know you've been
before, but just can't quite remember."
If this isn't where you're meant to go
or what you're meant to see,
look up, open your eyes
to who you're mean to be.
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found written with spray paint on a train
bound for Hawai'i
Let the ocean
take you away
where coconuts fall
and sea fish brawl,
tides a-turning,
and surfers a-surfing,
only play,
only fun,
live in the moment.
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found written with a "jacked-up old spray
paint, half wiped/cracked off."
Home is never a place.
It is never an address--
it is a 1 second
memory.
It is the forgotten
laughter. It si the
tears shed.
Home isn't a place
with an address.
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found written with clean magic eraser
on the side of a train bound for the middle
of the desert.
Steady as
the sandstone
swallows you.
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