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I cried myself to sleep at night dreaming about it, but it was more of a nightmare. My train has already passed, long ago. I have long run my legs off chasing after it, trying to board, but I was such a fool, for I could never reach catch up. Trailing in its path, choking on its dust, at times I was getting so dangerously close, I could have almost grasped the rail, and been whisked away. I could have joined the blatant faces who stared back from the windows of the train, their expressions; some were mocking, while others, full of pity. So badly I longed to join them, but I was too weak, I could not do it alone, without the guidance of those who bear thee. I have long given up in this chase, I've fallen to my knees, and cried out in horrendous pain. I clawed at the moist dirt in agony and misery, frustration had finally taken over. The anger had grown hotter, the pain was more mind splitting than I could remember in the past. Isolated and alone, there was no one to relieve the sorrow, nobody in sight. The tears continually shed one drop after the other, falling rapidly to the ground, forming a puddle after quite some time had passed, it raged on as if it would have never ended. After a while it all became pointless, as if no one could hear my cries, like no one could help. I grew accustomed to my echoes. The headaches became unnoticeable. The tears were soon welcomed. It was a desperate cry, a plea for someone out there, someone that could help me. As I pulled myself back up, onto my own two feet, watching my train pass on in the distance, I turned around, looking at the long journey I had ahead of me to get back home. I glanced over my shoulder to see many familiar faces, the ones I loved, the ones I care for, the ones I'm thankful for, the ones that loved me.

Good friends are like stars, you don't always see them, but you know that they
are always there. I'm glad that this is finally settled. ThankYou<3