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The prompt Southern rail shakes the whole town as she passes- through ,from park swings to the church bells , from her tin roofs to- her dilapidated structures , the pleas of a defunct wishing well , felled -drywall ,- a ghostly flour mill , tar paper at the mercy of a January breeze , fish wrapper snapping in once regal pecan trees ...
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Jan 30
Jan 30, 2026 at 12:49 AM UTC
The Sound Never Dies ..
The prompt Southern rail shakes the whole town as she passes- through ,from park swings to the church bells , from her tin roofs to- her dilapidated structures , the pleas of a defunct wishing well , felled -drywall ,- a ghostly flour mill , tar paper at the mercy of a January breeze , fish wrapper snapping in once regal pecan trees ...
Copyright January 30 , 2026 by Randolph L Wilson
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Jan 30
Jan 30, 2026 at 12:49 AM UTC
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