Sounding Louder

~Deana J. Tavares 

The train is circling, around again

Its horn is hissing

P-e-a-c-c-c-c-e

Smoky words pass

Through stubborn

Hills

Traveling west to east

The few that board, stoic

Representations

Of the past

Caught within an awakened state

Two worlds

Shall merge at last

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