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With four blasts at midnight

The train is crossing.

Minute after minute

Rumbling fades as I follow.

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Morning train

Three horns at the intersection

Still, the oak’s leaves.

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Sirens in my bedroom

How can I sleep while others suffer?

I must to make change.

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Trees in the breeze

Creaking their complaints.

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Staring through the morning

Sunshine through the curtains

Cicadasong through the trees.

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