It is becoming ever clearer
That I’ve spent too long
In amongst the mundane
Now enough time has passed
With me being downcast
And I want that high life again
The Train Home
Why
can’t
it be
like that
all the
time
Talking,
laughing
and
drinking
wine
It
always
feels
like
such a
crime
When I
have to
return
to this
life of
mine
(Originally Posted 08.03.2020)
The return leg is always so much quicker, isn’t it. 🖤
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I certainly hope so! 👍🖤
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I’d like to see the return journey….
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Me too… 👍🖤
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Just do it….
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Always a joy and pleasure to read and share great posts with followers, My Dear! Hope you have a great day!! 😘💕🎁🌹
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