Looking Back Along the Abandoned Rails
A rainy, foggy day. Late October. Standing on the old, abandoned rails, peering into the cloudy and uncertain distance. Looking back, who used to pass this way? Where were they coming from, and where were they traveling to? A light misty rain touches my face, moisture collecting on my beard, as I ponder the history of these rails.
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