Wednesday, May 24, 2017
24 may
And one night the train kept going -- to the end of the line and beyond. Nobody wanted to mention that they'd left the tracks behind some time ago because really the view was just now starting to get interesting. They looked up from their laps and their books and distractions and took in the looks and said to each other, "Well, now, this is something, isn't it," and they all agreed it was indeed.
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