Sitting on the window seat of my office bus, I was watching a train crossing us, running on the tracks parallel to the road.
It pushed my own train of thoughts to a journey, unknown of its destination. My eyes started dancing with its course. My heartbeats slowly synced with the sound of the rushing-rolling wheels. My mind began wandering leisurely along with its pace.
And as the two carriers parted their ways, my soul went along with the train, just my body continued persisting in the bus, staring into the oblivion, out of the square window.
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