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Fading Summer

Man writing at a desk. Fire burning in the background.

I’m remembering railroad tracks skirting the Hudson, a bridge crossing leading down to the river. We stand there in the summer dusk, watching the sleek streamliners pass under. Shades of gray and blue and white lightning stripes. They slip past…

Ghosts On The Trail

Man writing at a desk. Fire burning in the background.

A trail winding through farms, mansions, city Living along it is hip Drink an expensive beer Ride a little more Rinse and repeat But I see ghosts Ghosts of fantastic machines bright with fire Ghosts with dreams of misty lakes…

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