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11:22 pm
a train is passing by
it is far away
miles away
from where you live
but for a moment
you feel the rush
the quake
the stream

all is not quiet
it is not a time to rise
and address
the ages
history
and all creation

and yet
the white fog
the streetlamps
the distant lighted view
all wait
for just one word
from you

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