In the station of dreams, a train takes flight,
Tracks of stardust, a celestial sight.
Whistles of angels, echo through the air,
Bound for heaven, a journey so rare.
Carriages of hope, painted with grace,
Passengers of faith find their place.
Through valleys of clouds, on rails of light,
A train to heaven, in the tranquil night.
No earthly burdens, left behind,
Destiny's whispers, a celestial bind.
Mountains of trials, left far below,
As the train ascends, in a radiant glow.
Stars as lanterns, guide the way,
Through galaxies unknown, where dreams sway.
Eternal landscapes, painted by time,
A train to heaven, transcending the climb.
In the realm of serenity, where love prevails,
Each passenger's story, a celestial tale.
Heaven's embrace, awaiting at the end,
On the Train to Heaven, where all hearts mend.
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