Monday, June 20, 2016
The Rail Yard Comments
Rating: ★4.5
When she thinks back on it
The place was dull, all gray and tan,
Industrial white, no flavor other
Than the whiff of memory.
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7/27/2025 10:11:12 AM # 1.0.0
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