Conversations On a Train
We are all headed in the same direction.
We are all travelers.
Why then, with this one way ticket,
must we detour?
Why do we lose focus
of what is really important
and concern ourselves with the
price or color or size of someone else’s ticket?
Why not enjoy the ride.
Who knows if the next stop is yours?
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