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Oct 2013
The train near our house
cried out mournfully.
Screaming nooooo
every day.
And no one listens
nobody understands.
That it fears
its destination.

I wish I could stand up
make it stop.
Because the screaming
hurts my heart.
If it didn't stop for me,
at least I wouldn't have to hear
that terrible sound
ever again.
FrannyFoo
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FrannyFoo  Richmond
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