Page 1, I wrote this one about two years ago in a train station after just breaking up.

My train,
my train is gone
My precious train,
that I have loved so much.
It stayed for so long,
but an emptyness it the only thing left behind.
It's gone,
The more time passes away
the more distance there is.
While it's on its way to a new destiny,
To a new station.

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