a stream of light cascades across the trees,
as the sun reflects upon the windows of the train
it's 10.18am and the train gathers speed
the strong aroma of coffee clings to the atmosphere
people gaze upon the fast scenery
and the trees merge into a
b l u r r r r r r r r
windows darken
as night approaches
18.55pm
reflections of faces upon windows
and a tower of suitcases balances in the corner.
most eyelids are now closed.
and the carriage is filled with soft whispers.
it's been a long journey.
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