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summer nights 1950s
summer nights 1950s
curtains hang lifeless
awaiting breeze that does not come
whippoorwill sings
hot and sweaty song
it doesn’t feel like singing
boy hears whistle’s blast
of a night train
slowly crawling its way
through the country side
breaking the silence at each crossing
ambulance sirens scream
through hot night air
transporting wounded
...Sunday 20th December 2020 5:27 pm
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