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I dreamed I was a train conductor in a city of silence
I stood on the platform, not a single soul around, just the soft hum of the rails beneath my boots. The trains came and went without passengersājust empty carriages filled with old hymns and half-remembered prayers. I didnāt know why I was there, only that I had to keep the schedule. When I looked at the timetable, the dates were all wrongāsome were yesterday, some were never. I woke up with the taste of coal in my mouth and the sound of a distant bell still ringing in my ears.
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