It starts with a simple hello
A handshake and name exchange
Same language, different accent
Two cities globally apart
His voice blankets the sound of crowded platforms
Listen intently ignoring the hustle and bustle
Story-tellers, passionate writers
We take a journalistic view of the world
Encouraging ideas emerges
Spellbound by the perspective
Time stands still
Unaware of the camera's flash
Stand smiling at each other
Green eyes stare into mine
Quietly take in the moment
The train arrives
Brief handshake with an embrace
He walks on the train and waves goodbye
Waving back I'm left to wonder
What could've become from this missed encounter
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