The liquid scenery rushes by the
windows of the train.
Remnants of green earth and history
swirling with the laughter around our heads...
Casual card games through
thousand year old lands
echoing the memories we carry
and the ones we forge today
we were travelers
and
pioneers of sunlight
we were
home
1 comment:
"echoing the memories we carry
and the ones we forge today"
-Beautiful.. An I simply adore the end. You have a way with words, that's for sure.
It's magic:)
So I hope you'll keep writing.
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