Where's the magic..?

ohhh to hell with this throng..
He thought
as he fought
his way through
revelers and bright lights..
He had a train to catch
and the cold was (brrr) annoying..
How can it be..he wondered..
To himself..(always..himself)
that This very same place..
This very same cold..
Was once..to a boy..
Such a magical space..


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