Thoughts arrive like passengers in packed trains
Each carrying a past and meaning
But words scatter before the story is made
For they were all travelling in different directions
I watch each one
I know what they say
I feel their hearts sorrow
And the joy of their souls
They have known me for long
They have owned me sometimes
But then I left for other places
And the thoughts went their own way too
My blog is just a bundle of random thoughts and says very clearly how I use my head or heart and on rare occasions..both.....
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