Changing places, same seats,
\nA smile greets on boarding, no more the girl from Dunnes –
\nOr that man who worked at something big in the city.<\/p>\n
Some students, looking weary from last nights party,
\nAn old man, maybe heading to hospital
\nAnd a high school student.<\/p>\n
6am bus from Birr
\nI disembark at Tullamore \u2013 the second stop
\nThe last passenger working.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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