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staring out of train windows

watch passing farm houses, country fields,

old world houses,

pass through mountain tunnels

colourful, faded blurs of graffiti go by

beyond coastline waters and the fjords

country to city - and back

wander the streets and snap photographic memories

get lost in my mind in a foreign city

wonder - is this all a dream

when I awake again,

will I remember?