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the train

As the train  arrives  
on the platform and  
we enter it comfortably
in the same way now  
I am entering sleep.  
tired and puffy eyelids  
can't see a thing anymore.  
I have buried the illusions
of the whole day under the  
pillow. now I will sleep  
comfortably and as the  
train moves,  
this night will move slowly  
and will drop me at the station  
in the morning to play new task.
Written by dimpy (dimpsmoon)
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Author's Note
Death is a celebration of life, that's why till the time comes to celebration, we have to play with new challenges at everyday.
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