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Their good bye echoed as trains swept past in orange ribbons of motion and light.
They stood still with smiles quietly glowing, reaching out to hold time in their hands, hoping it wouldn’t slip away.

They were torn apart by trains bound for opposite destinations,
But their souls remained dancing on the electric rails
Rising like mist in the moonlight,
Carrying their laughter through magic dust lingering in the air

For a fleeting moment, time shimmered-
between the trains, and the faceless passengers.
And they held onto eternity, transcending the faces of the unknown,
Forever in their memories
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