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♥-•·÷ Sometimes I Wish ÷·•-♥
Honestly posted by ♥Fictional Wishes♥

It looks so simple from a distance...
The way lives touch,
touch and spring apart,
the pulse synaptic,
local, but its stretch
electric - as when cities
lose themselves in velvet
under winking planes,
biding black hostilities
with gold chains.

Anne Stevenson

Science poems on the Underground
tfl.gov.uk/poems