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May 14
Amongst the sound
Of the rain hitting
The metal canopy
That covers the cars,
I can distinctly
Hear the horn
Of a train,
Everything else
Comes with imagination,
The wheels hitting
The track,
The wagons shaking
And roaring through
The intense rain
That floods the streets
And makes me feel
Nostalgic.
Dani Just Dani
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Dani Just Dani  24/M/Lost through the woods
(24/M/Lost through the woods)   
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