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Life and Living I am a ragged traveler,
listening to the rythmic sounds
of time racing.
I watch passing scenery no more,
for I have traveled this road many times.
No matter how far I go, I know
I will always take the slow train
back to where I began.
My life is no longer made up
of hours and minutes,
but divided between where I have been,
and where I am going.
The City of Reality flashes by,
a world I once vowed to avoid.
I will step off here, just for a moment,
before I catch the familiar train back home.
