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National Poetry Month: Day 27

Line Jumper

Drayton Park is a dreary place
but not the one to quit the race;
the trains have stopped (never on time)
for a fatality upon this line,
and gloom settles upon every tired face
as one more soul enters death’s embrace
by jumping the line at Drayton Park
and taking the express train into the dark.
Delilah Des Anges

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