Journey Commenced: 1:03 PM

In the hush of an afternoon profound,
At 1:03 PM, with time all around,
A journey whispered into being,
A note cast forth, its destiny freeing.

With the train’s distant call in the air,
A moment’s passage became a prayer.
An envelope sealed, hopes enclosed,
Across the ether, a path proposed.

Mark this day, when silence spoke,
And dreams awoke with a single stroke.
In this frame, between now and then,
Begins a tale beyond pen, ken, and kin.

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