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as the day comes to a close ..i search my mind for a color that will allow me to rest...my thoughts racing and my minds eye looks inward...the scene opens with my sitting in a train station...i hear the rain bouncing off the pavement...i seem to be alone except for the ticket seller...who sits behind his cage reading his newspaper...the train pulls in and i board it....all the seats are vacant...i am the only one on this train..where i am headed...i have no clue....i look at my ticket and all it reads is paid in full...no destination or even the train number...there is an unusual calm about me as i look out the window to see if i see anything familiar...all i see is wilderness...how did i get from pavement to wilderness i have no idea...things seem to be happening in a hurry...will i be able to slow this train down..will i reach a destination familiar to me or will i be lead to a place i have never been...the train slows and i see a station coming up...when the train stops an elderly man gets on...he sits beside me...with all the vacant seats why does he choose to sit beside me i question myself...he looks into my eyes as if reading my soul without saying a word...what does this mean...who is this elderly gentle man...too many questions without answers...the sound of the trians wheels rumbling along on the tracks is all i hear...another station appears and the train slowly comes to a stop...another elderly gentleman boards and he sits across from me...now there are all these empty seats...why are they sitting with me...what do the y want with me...the strange thing is i have only a feeling of calm and a sense of security around me...it is so strange...then the two men each put a briefcase in their laps and open them simutaniously...the gentleman beside me...his briefcase is empty...the man across from me...he has many papers...he hands me the papers and i begin to read...the words on these papers are of a life i have tried to leave behind...i then realize that no matter how hard i try...these words will follow me no matter how hard i try to forget them...the man sitting beside me smiles as i have now become quite concerned of where this train will lead me...what kind of a train is this...is this the long black train that i have heard of in a song...or is this the feight train that will carry my body home to my family so they can lay me to rest...only time will tell...
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