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In Transit

Changi airport, dawn

We got up in the dark

Now the sun is rising

A huge golden disk

Hovering in red cloud

We are in transit

Heading backwards through time

Moving from winter to summer

Everything is turning upside down

The concourse is teeming

People in a hurry

Looking through you

Intent on some destination

All in transit

A poem for August 2018

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