
For months I’ve reached the platform well
Before the train draws near;
Ten minutes early, every day,
A quiet, steady year.…
The image is but a moment, read the poem at NeuroDivine.ie
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For months I’ve reached the platform well
Before the train draws near;
Ten minutes early, every day,
A quiet, steady year.…
The image is but a moment, read the poem at NeuroDivine.ie

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