I am on a train above the clouds, a wondrous scene,
No panic stirred, just enchantment filled the air serene.
Faces, familiar yet strange, in clownish attire,
A vintage dream train, stoked with childhood's desire.
A steward with rosy round cheeks, eyes like emerald gleam,
Offers a cotton candy, a sugary dream.
Bigger than Dad's hat, I devour without a delay,
Lost...
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