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Drifting
Poems
Aug 2013
Tracks
I feel the cool of the tracks
Underneath my bare feet
I hear the whistle of the train off in the distance
The tracks start to quake and vibrate beneath me
The train sounds its horn again
The screech of brakes
But he was too late
I was already there
But not for long
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