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I often sit on a bench on the station in little fa

I often sit on a bench
on the station in little faraway corner.
I keep hearing those announcements,
alarming horns, screaming goodbyes,
happy welcoming, howling and voices.
Train taking me to my destination comes and go
but I don't catch. And this continues for long.
Until I see the big clock showing 11:11
and I remember all things I have left behind
whilst some things purposely left me.
I feel life slipping down from my palms
and I just wish to see more things pass by. On losing things and days.🦋🖤

#losing #bench #station #storiesoflife #musingsonlifeandloss #kratisha #shortpoem
I often sit on a bench
on the station in little faraway corner.
I keep hearing those announcements,
alarming horns, screaming goodbyes,
happy welcoming, howling and voices.
Train taking me to my destination comes and go
but I don't catch. And this continues for long.
Until I see the big clock showing 11:11
and I remember all things I have left behind
whilst some things purposely left me.
I feel life slipping down from my palms
and I just wish to see more things pass by. On losing things and days.🦋🖤

#losing #bench #station #storiesoflife #musingsonlifeandloss #kratisha #shortpoem
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