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Parked at Argentine

From twilight to dawn

A train moves slowly
through the yard -
no bells, no whistles.
Just the lowing steel wheels
rolling over resounding tracks,
like the long soft thunder
in a deepened aloneness.  
Written by Pishashee
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Author's Note
Texas is on fire.  RR is shutting down freight trains for at least 40 hours.  Argentine feels it.
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