backtracks covered

Like a speeding train
I am passing by…
I don’t know
where I’m heading
with whom or why
all I know is that
I will never, ever
pass from here again
all I know is I’m skidding forward
on this track of life.”
Sanober Khan, A touch, a tear, a tempest

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