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A Grieving Traveler

I sat in a train again Without you... I sat with pain again Without you.. I wish you were there I wish to get back your stare I wish to share some words How I wished to look out of the window the same way as yesterday.. This journey that I start again Without you... This journey that I pause more often Without you... As there is no one to put a hand on My shoulder of disdain.. As there is no one to just make a  Harmless gesture of being insane.. How I wished to sip that cup of tea with a relentless life beyond the sea waiting to be free.. *Dedicated to my mom as she shares her feeling of loneliness after my dad passed away last year. They both used to love traveling together... * picture courtesy the author while she captures this on her train ride to  Carlisle, PA.
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From the realms of muse..
Into the arms you choose.
From the freedom set loose..
Into the times that ceased to exist.
From the realms of nowhere..
Into the eyes that stare.
From the charm of false prepare..
Into the outcome of self repair.
From the realms of the unknown..
Into the spirited alone.
From the swarm of anxiety..
Into the abode of a petrifying noise.
The realm is beyond you..
The path exploits new.
To abide is your call..
It gets wider than persuade.
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