This is the last train to tomorrow.  It is running on fumes of burnt fuel, on tracks bent and broken.  Its last exhaust stream is a gasp for yesterday’s wonder. At the final stop, children step out on the platform, breathe in morning air – inspired to become engineers of the future.

52Words52Weeks

52 word stories over the course of 52 weeks

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