

A passing trainA day began and on that very day a new train was boarded everyday the train ran by on a specific way of running day after day after day it continued on And until one day when time stood still at a fork in the crossing The train stook stoped and then it thought what path should I take One path was all filled with fluffy clouds of easy splenders the other full of paths that told a new way you learn each day The train just stood there and never movedA passing train
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