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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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Struggle

Try telling a story or two..
Try saving memories for few.
Try putting knots in a queue..
Try erasing plots for new.
Try mugging jargon..
Try an empty wagon.
Try being sadistic impolite..
Try searching for a kryptonite.
Try an unrealistic view..
Try returning the clue.
Try an imaginary arcade..
Try darkness invade.
Try playing narrow..
Strike with a blunt arrow.
Try defeating the juggle..
Try owning the Struggle.
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