London St Pancras: Platform A

These walls
Poured thick
Set in cold stillness
Permeate the smell of concrete shadows
At once sweet in memories
And yet forever stuck in a moment
Silent witness to the converging stories
One day this platform will be empty
Left to ghosts to intermingle with the residue of history

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