I hope this old train breaks down, then I could take a walk around. And, see what there is to see. And time is just a melody. All the people in the street, walk as fast as their feet can take them. I just roll through town. And though my windows got a view, the frame I'm looking through, seems to have no concern for now.
So for now, I need this here, old train to break down. Oh please just, Let me please breakdown.
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