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I bought a ticket from the man outside the train station.
Only this ticket wasn’t for the train, oh no. This ticket, was a ticket to happiness. Problem was, he never told me where to redeem it. I went back the next day but he was gone. The cost for the ticket, the cost, was my soul. I kinda liked that soul, even though it was a little heavy. Pity, they say you only get one... |