Tag: train
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rise
The train wheels drum their steady rhythm upon the rails, carrying me from the place of departure toward mountains that rise like ancient guardians on the horizon, their cadence echoing the pulse within my chest. I have always been one to plunge into the depths, yet today the air is different, and I find myself
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never going back again
In life you always move forward and not ‘transition’ to the past, that station has long been closed. © Enisoor