Supplemented my irresolution and apathy
Life was a chugging along
Like an long-forgotten train traversing the prairie
A mere echo to the clamor of the highway.
But as I watched -
The train seemed to grow larger, brighter
As the sun glinted off the charcoal and green finish
Like a stallion rearing on a battlefield
Fast, faster, faster
It soared like a jet-black crow rising from a lonely tower
Reviving strength filled its systematic churning.
It was an epiphany of confidence:
Hope flooded my veins.
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