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Waiting with hope

The train had left when I reached the station I took a pale look onto the ticket I felt a soft touch on my both shoulders I looked back fully turning my body Nobody was present at my back My eyes focused far distance along rail track A spotlight was sharpening gradually I took a seat holding the ticket in hand tightly How many hours had I past don't know Sometimes the platform become vacant At times it packed up with unknown creatures I am still waiting there with hope that At one moment the spotlight will turn into a headlight.

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@Hridoy876 posted 2 years ago