Train of Thought


A line of thought held in my hand
I know what I want to say
But I lost it so very fast

I know its there somewhere
On the surface of my mind
But I cannot hope to catch it
Maybe I’ll wait and see if it comes again

Was it important?
Maybe so but I cannot tell
For that train has left my mind
And I know not where it went

Now I lie in bed
With all those trains of thoughts
Coming into my head

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