You felt at ease, watching the scenery moves outside the train windows. It was quite morning, yet so busy and hasty. The next day you would come back to the south, maybe farther than you thought the following weeks. How this dream would end up, was out of your mind. A hope grew, a worry dismissed. Maybe you'll find a way, traveling far to the north, once again. Someday. Perhaps.
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