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They echo over wilderness and urban dark.
Their rhythm haunts reverie, taunts the wanderer:
Leave your dreams asleep in their beds.
Answer the prairie's call, explore the allure
of mountains and sacred adobes.
Follow iron strength over rails that guide
an ordained journey. Heed the mournful warning at grade crossings.
Fear for the untimely traveler who learns
in the dawn's soft hour--the warning's meant for him,
just for him.
copyright 2006
Mary L.
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