Train

I was a passenger

In the train of the skies

My train of thought

Just a smooth dream for my eyes.

I gazed out of its morose glass panes

And felt my breath coaxed out of me.

Oh, how ignorant the clouds

Oh, how ignorant indeed

Of the mischief caused by the world beneath them

Oh, how ignorant indeed.

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