Saturday, January 6, 2024

A train to catch.

 I had a train to catch

In the woods, surrounded by fireflies

I had a train to catch

Alone, in a to-be-forgotten station

But not without a carry-on

I had a destination waiting for me.


And there I was

With all my senses, fading

Into the shades of the night

And if not for the fireflies,

I decided to let myself trust

I still had a train to catch.


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