I remember, not to long ago, I was starring up, the railway was endless. A bright light guiding me on my journey. Mud sploshing and squishing under my shoe. Kauri wood lying like stepping stones for us to skip across the mud. Trees curving like a tunnel. Walking up the track a cold breeze chills the trees. Metal tracks lying, scattered along the track. Making it to the other end, following a path of grass, continuing my neverending adventure.
By Ashleigh Rothery
4.5.18
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