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Waiting for the final ticket out,   I would write that ending word And bid goodbye to all I’d said   both ignored—and often heard I asked the conductor about the fare,   he said “How much can you pay” As I held my pen, three letters     came together—so arranged A moment lingered, a lifetime flashed,   the past and future caught And with voucher punched I climbed aboard   stamped YES—salvation bought (Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2018)
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Sep 7, 2018
Sep 7, 2018 at 11:33 PM UTC
Yes
Waiting for the final ticket out,   I would write that ending word And bid goodbye to all I’d said   both ignored—and often heard I asked the conductor about the fare,   he said “How much can you pay” As I held my pen, three letters     came together—so arranged A moment lingered, a lifetime flashed,   the past and future caught And with voucher punched I climbed aboard   stamped YES—salvation bought (Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2018)
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Sep 7, 2018
Sep 7, 2018 at 11:33 PM UTC
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