Departure's scent
lingers,

Wheels hum
their steady tune.

Impatient souls drift,
Iron rhythms echo,
whispers.

Wheels hum
their steady tune.

Whistles cut through the air,
Lost in signs and timetables,

Wheels hum
their steady tune.

A labyrinth of carriages,
Summer adventures
await.

Velvet soft, head rests.

Wheels hum
their steady tune.

Wheels sing me to sleep.

Velvet dreams
cradle my head,

Views drift,
Journey begins.

Wheels hum
their steady tune.

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