Looking out of the train
Craving a longer distance from where I came from
Those landscapes awaken nostalgia
Where does it come from?
My thoughts take me everywhere
Looking out of the train
My heart`s aching, it hurts
Could I find peace at my destination?
And, where exactly is my destination?
It`s despair
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Strong emotive write, that despair will soon be a thing of the past when you write like this. Welcome to MPS.
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