The Tracks

Tell them what you are going to tell them.

All the dust has settled on the tracks… The moon aglow, and the breeze is relaxed, feel the peace as you gaze at the sights so surreal…The silence is broken by the incoming whistling train’s horn shrill, I guess it’s time to get off the tracks… The train speeds by as I stand to the side…in a hurry tonight it seems… I step back on the tracks, set all my sights back… have you ever experienced a night like that?

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