I have a ticket and will get down
at my destination after a while
Although it's not mine
nor the destination in real
But surely it's a halt
A station to stop by
for some rest and refreshment
After a tiresome journey to exhale a sigh
People there I will mingle with
in our multiple ways
As I partake of the dreams and wishes
The strife and bruises
In the same vein their tears and smiles
I'm a participant and also a witness
At the end of the day I have to
depart and move ahead
Without looking back to the remnant
pools of relationshipI just deserted
I will go ahead, journey is endless
But time to time I have to renew tickets
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