Rolling
Long days,
not enough rest,
some precious sleep
perhaps should I get.
Moving forward
on the train I am
from where I belonged to
travelling backwards
on a journey to that city
where the present lies.
Rolling to and fro
on this vicious cycle,
vibes so high, so low.
Let us settle up,
let us forget recent past,
let us enjoy the ride,
let us enjoy this and now.
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