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© 2011 RC deWinter ~ All Rights Reserved _________________________________________________________________________________ The railroad track is miles away, And the day is loud with voices speaking, Yet there isn't a train goes by all day But I hear its whistle shrieking. _________________________________________________________________________________ All night there isn't a train goes by, Though the night is still for sleep and dreaming, But I see its cinders red on the sky, And hear its engine steaming. _________________________________________________________________________________ My heart is warm with friends I make, And better friends I not be knowing; Yet there isn't a train I'd rather take, No matter where it's going. ~ 'Travel', Edna St. Vincent Millay _________________________________________________________________________________ A view of a set of old train tracks in Kitimat, British Columbia, Canada.________