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Strangers in the Train (1)

Strangers in the night. Exchanging glances. Wondering in the night. What were the chances. We’d be sharing love. Before the night was through?

The sun was overshadowed by the shifting skies that turned solid grey and with it the moon took over the role to radiate the light to the mother earth. The accompaniment of stars were relatively necessary for aesthetic purposes. Ergo, it was just another day’s mundanity, it was another regularity but it held dear its peculiarity that valued punctuality, predictability and certainty. In a seemingly tranquil shifted night, in the night where her soul tried to mend and gather back what had been broken for the losing she was least expected. In the night, where the bitter solitary heart begged for a pat of sympathy for her deeply grieving heart.


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