Severn Tunnel Junction railway station (Welsh: Cyffordd Twnnel Hafren) is a minor railway station on the western side of the Severn Tunnel serving the area of Rogiet, Monmouthshire, Wales. It lies at the junction of the South Wales Main Line from London and the Gloucester to Newport Line.
The next station to the west is Newport. The next stations to the east are at Pilning in South Gloucestershire (through the tunnel) and nearby Caldicot (on the Gloucester line).
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