Thousands of miles, this journey had taken me. Thriving cities, humble country sides, green pastures, deserts, mountains, snowfalls. The train had come to a halt. Perhaps, it was exhausted by a journey so long. It's quite outside, snowing. And through this half broken window panes a whole world I see. Unpaved roads leading to nowhere. Yet in the strangest of places I see a familiar face. The slightest of breeze kissing her silken hair, them dancing to the sweetest of melodies. Eyes, shining, like casting an unbroken spell, stealing everything she looks. Here I am, running away from the memories I once held so dear. And here I am reminiscing them. There was never an escape. Thousands of miles, what difference does that make. The body travels, the mind hasn't moved. Maybe it doesn't know how to. Still holding to something which I now realize, was only a day dream.
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