The big smoke

The big smoke

Your anguish
Hits against my heart
Like hailstones
Off a hardened glass

But there’s nothing i can do
For you
This time
I’ve been there
Now it’s your turn
To take that step
To begin  without me
This time

We hug
Both strong
But breaking  up with fear
And you step on that trundling train
For your first job
In the big smoke.

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