From the inside to the outside
Or from the outside to the inside
What difference where you look
Like those two parallel trains
You can't tell which is slowly
Moving ahead which being passed
The outside seems to hold
Itself together but struggling
To whisper its secrets to us
While the inside seems divided
For and against itself not quite
Ready to take up responsibility
For all these things it sees
While slowly the trains
Are leaving the station
Your spirit-face in the window
You lift your hand to wave
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