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It was three in the afternoon. The rain has just started. The sky was getting darker. From inside the train, you can almost drown out the noise of the rain. Only when the train doors open did you hear how loud the rain's coming down.

The old couple sat close next to each other, whispering to each other. Like a pair of doves on still water, their heads almost touching. The whole train was quiet only with the occasion whispers here and there. At first you can hardly hear the old couple's voices but then the man's voice shouted out, scolding the woman.

As the train headed uptown, the voices of the couple became louder. Their voices created a echo around the train. Passengers look towards their direction. The man shouted "Go by yourself," he said to the woman, then stood up. He walked out of the train as it pulls into the underground station. Leaving the woman sitting there. Her visibly shiny face streaked with tears. One falling after another. Down her cheeks making hissing sounds all the while her shoulders moving up and down. Passengers look the other way as the train started to move again. The woman grew quiet and still.

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“The soul becomes dyed with the color of its thoughts.”
Marcus Aurelius (Roman emperor, best known for his Meditations on Stoic philosophy, AD 121-180)