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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Melancholy Train By: Dylan Steefel Tribute to Samantha Steefel I am alone… There is no one here to stop me, Know one to guide me to the other side of a never-ending train. To me, The destination is nowhere. To a place with no emotion, and in a never ending sleep, I will be at peace... basking in an ocean of serenity. But this is an unknown train, With inexplicable reasons of how and why I feel this way. But to end the pain, all it takes a swift motion. As my mind races towards ending my desolation, The conductor speeds up the train. I pass by memories of a life... a world...that was once my own. But now I am distant from that world, Stuck on a train of a never-ending epiphany of sorrow. But as the train continues to speed up, We pass by another train, A train of eternal memory of what could be. I then ask myself, “Should I take a leap of faith?” A leap into a world I can call my own once more, A bound into the warmth and comfort of my family, A jump into life. It is this thought that guides me from my mind to reality. And with this, I take a chance, A chance to a normal life. As I enter my world, I see my brother crying silently over me. His gentle tears hovering, dropping down to my face, Landing so gently, yet with such force, my burden is lifted . But for me, It was this commiseration that is hardly shown from my brother, That sealed the gateway to the melancholy train.
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