The Train Ride

9515F9C2-C000-4DEF-B7BA-9A986B7F6656.jpegAs I watched his eyes move like my grandfathers clock, each tick it made brought a memorie of our days we spent together. For the moment all the pain melt away like a sun burnt arm, a half smile like the moon at night as I gazed into the sky. The sound of the train moved both our hearts to destinations miles away from where our jounery starts.

Today is the day we depart.


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