Train

The countless lives that have been shred over the rail lines,

I do wonder sometimes as to whether they travel in all the trains that pass,

While we enjoy our slumber tucked away underneath the rented linens,

Do the souls want to enjoy the same sleep as well as we do,

Do they want to achieve that feeling of peace that elevates every inch towards the destination,

There is a lot of mystery that lies in all our short or long train rides,

Just need to inhibit the so called sixth sense to enjoy the taste of mysteriousness 

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