not quite a train wreck
but a train that keeps starting and stopping
going the wrong way on the track
and isn’t it sad?
trying not to have an adjective
but if you could be
something
you could be
free
and wouldn’t that be glad?
not quite a train wreck
but a train that keeps starting and stopping
going the wrong way on the track
and isn’t it sad?
trying not to have an adjective
but if you could be
something
you could be
free
and wouldn’t that be glad?
Alphabet Ravine 
Yes, to be glad would be good. Nice.
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Thank you, George!
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wrong way? maybe to right destination!
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I suppose there are endless metaphors one could create with a set of train tracks! And endless ways they could apply to our individual lives! I hope you enjoy your journey. ❤
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As always, I enjoy your work. Keep traveling down this path of word creativity. My suffering created two books of poetic prose. Often, I feel as if the pain and suffering are still with me, so I am very careful to let go of it when necessary. Prayers and good thoughts for your journey.
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Thank you, John!
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Thank you, Chuck!
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I know, one day that train would truly stop. Just wait for full realisation of this fact. 🙂☺️🙂
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Yes, I think my train broke down years ago, but I’ve been enjoying walking ever since. 😉 Best wishes to you on your journey! 🙂
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Thank you sweetie 🙂. After realising the limitation of the it, i actually left my train and started walking too.
Now, i had no path barrier, no social conditioning, I went to the places where a train can’t go. 🙂😌🙂
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Trying not to have an adjective…. I’m not sure why, but I needed to hear this. Thank you.
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I’m so glad. ❤
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