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The Last Carriage
I sit on the waiting seat on the station,
Not alone,
Many friends are waiting as well,
We share the same destination.
Not long after, the train arrives.
I look at my ticket,
"Ah, not my train", I say.
Some friends board,
They wave their hands,
We exchange smiles,
I'm left with the unfinished puzzle in my hand.
Not long after, another train arrives.
I l...
Wednesday 25th September 2024 10:35 am
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