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From The Rail Track
The hoot of the train was shrill enough to bring me back to my consciousness,
With eyes half shut I could see the sunrise albeit my body was in oppressive soreness.
Thankful was I that the night was over,
And a ray of hope was now surely closer.
And Then She Left Me!
In that dusky evening,
She sat there on a lonely bench.
I called for her but all in vain,
For she was pondering over something unusual.

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