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Jul 01, 2007
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Train Tracks
a train
derailed but somehow manages
to keep running.
It’s rough.
It’s got no suspension,
even a pothole could turn it over.
But this train keeps running
from nowhere to nowhere,
it only matters that it’s still running.
Sometimes it gets back on the tracks
bored with the tracks,
it takes advantage of any small pebble
to go for wild rides in the rough,
along the edge of cliffs,
leaping cavernous pits,
gets knocked almost certainly over
but miraculously runs into trees or rocks
that set it back upright.
Sometimes the train resents this.
It is tired,
it feels like its running out of fuel
despite a knowing that it has a limitless tank,
it even misses the tracks sometimes.
But it keeps running,
from nowhere to nowhere.
— weirdelf, Jul 01, 2007
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Conect11
19 years ago
is this
weirdelf
19 years ago
neither christianity or political
Conect11
19 years ago
and he
weirdelf
19 years ago
Even I get that reference
Conect11
19 years ago
lol,
RSScheerer
18 years 1 month ago
Train Tracks
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