A Wandering mind
What do you really see outside the window?
On a Journey thats stretching for time.
Do you see the rush of grass, infinity of nature
Feel the light across your face?
Or are you like me.
Thinking about something else.
Someone.
Who doesn’t know. Or care.
Tthoughts to block out the droning,
moaning and grumbling.
Of the Train journey.
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