The railway
As I watched people going full steam ahead,
I looked under my wheels.
I started to consider my tracks.
Broke them down.
Scruntinised every inch of them.
I changed them.
Started to build new roads for myself.
As I began, they left me
Further and further
Till they became a point.
A mere point.
I wondered to myself,
Will I ever reach them again?
I turned void inside out.
Crushing.
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