02-07 Fugitives

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a train station

with a nation overlooking the cliff

we’re on the drift

with dull senses, sharp mind



hand your ticket

to the picket line protester in charge

we’re still at large

with short tempers, long knife



trouble brews

as the clues bring the puzzle together

we’re keepin clever

open vision, closed eyes



tuck and roll

in control as we thicken the plot

we’re never caught

with curved angles, straight lines



and we run

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Short.

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