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More Tomorrow 319/365:
TRANSPORT
Rail brakes squeal
steel pressing on steel
and a billowing curtain
blanks the Station of the Certain
steamy night
under sheets of white
’til a guiding light
brings the transport into sight.
With a hiss the mist away is blown—
“All aboard the 518
express to Distant Lands Unknown!”
https://gfishbone.com/more-tomorrow/transport/