This trip was the first, but not the least... It was the beginning of something more than great, more than special...It's the beginning of something bigger than all the railway trains in the all world
Este comboio faz-me lembrar um no qual viajei de Praga para o norte da República Checa. Também era verde! Nunca tinha viajado num comboio verde e tão velho. :)
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The Railway Train
I like to see it lap the miles,
And lick the valleys up,
And stop to feed itself at tanks;
And then, prodigious, step
Around a pile of mountains,
And, supercilious, peer
In shanties by the sides of roads;
And then a quarry pare
To fit its sides, and crawl between,
Complaining all the while
In horrid, hooting stanza;
Then chase itself down hill
And neigh like Boanerges;
Then, punctual as a star,
Stop -- docile and omnipotent --
At its own stable door.
~ Emily Dickinson ~
This trip was the first, but not the least... It was the beginning of something more than great, more than special...It's the beginning of something bigger than all the railway trains in the all world
Hug <3 *
Este comboio faz-me lembrar um no qual viajei de Praga para o norte da República Checa. Também era verde! Nunca tinha viajado num comboio verde e tão velho. :)
Verdades, é provável que até seja o mesmo comboio ou um semelhante. Este foi o que nos levou de Budapeste a Praga, mas nem era assim tão velho ;)
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