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The train is me,
I am the train.
The train travels forward along the track,
The track of life.
The train passes many things on its travel,
The events of life.
The train halts at stops along its way,
The tragedies and challenges of life.
The train continues on its path,
Its destination is death.
The train reaches its destination,
The trip has ended.
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