I'm riding on this train
where stops are random,
immeasurable by joy and sadness,
confusion and clarity, light and darkness,
variable speeds.
Passers by
acknowledge you
with silence speaking
searching blankness
radiating eyes
Although we all are travelling
no tickets purchased
destinations unclaimed
we arrive at different times.
Seemingly unprepared
older than we started
merging into one another
depleting and replacing
I'm riding on this train
unknown from the beginning
ending on my given mark
despite of my choices made.
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