bitter truth for the sullen

at the station you wait
under a vivid downpour,
for a train that shall come soon.
the rails, however, are undone.
and yet you are still there
waiting with this vague knowledge
that the train is supposed to come before the moon.
then a bird passes by, chirping.
you hear the sound 
and its frightful meaning.
the train for which you've been long waiting
is not supposed to come only
but also bring you wisdom...

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