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Suddenly you open your eyes,
right across a pair of blue eyes spying on you.
A split second of confusion.
Realising that you just dozed off;
on the train on your way home to London.
This is a pleasant Saturday afternoon,
maybe just right time for happy coincidences...
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I think you hit a perfect moment. It all happens in a blink.
My only criticism is your title ... which could mean absolutely anything.
Name that moment. One word should do it.
