08:07 Strasbourg – Paris

Green field, blue sky,

Soul yearning to fly.

Glass screen, narrow cell,

Transporting back to hell.

So near, Tantalus,

So far, powerless.

Appears and fades away,

Can’t capture, yesterday.

Can’t stop, moves on.

Could get off, all along?

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