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Journey

I am the conductor.
Come and take my hand.
Let me take you on a journey.
A transition I demand.
Ride along and think about the problems which you face.
This train will stop for no one.
The trip we cannot trace.
Throw the window open,
keep your bags and stay.
Keep your ticket, paid for one,
the stations far away.
You see the cloudy sky converge,
the rain beats a tantrum on your thought.
The wheels turn, you feel the surge.
No more tickets can be bought.
The passing winds which cool your brow,
let your mind relax with ease,
a calm has come
you don't know how
we tarry on
we leave the breeze.
 
Listen to me, you must unwind,
ahead of us the tracks will snake.
Grey skies clear as the engines grind,
wanting, waiting, for you to break.
Do not despair, for I do care,
the conductor will take care of you.
He sets the coal and checks your soul,
he hits the whistle,
enjoy the view.
 
So lighten up there's still time yet.
Lost in thought,
but I'll bet,
there's oddity in application
if you look close at that silhouette.
Can't you see our true location?
Sweep aside your sweat.
Lay beside your aberration
and do not be upset.
We have yet to leave this station
we've gone nowhere yet.
Ingredients
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Author's Note
Should I set the coal or check your soul?
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