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light from the lit windows    of the hurrying train streams out and instantly disappears    into the darkening landscape    through which I travel I do now know    where it goes    what scene it may    happen to illuminate sometimes when we stop at a station    pass a town    or a row of cars    waiting at the crossing we are receivers    of the light of others so we speed through the world receiving some and sending flickers of light    into space to unknown destinations            * * *
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Sep 17, 2015
Sep 17, 2015 at 7:23 PM UTC
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light from the lit windows    of the hurrying train streams out and instantly disappears    into the darkening landscape    through which I travel I do now know    where it goes    what scene it may    happen to illuminate sometimes when we stop at a station    pass a town    or a row of cars    waiting at the crossing we are receivers    of the light of others so we speed through the world receiving some and sending flickers of light    into space to unknown destinations            * * *
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Sep 17, 2015
Sep 17, 2015 at 7:23 PM UTC
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