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ON THE TRAIN, by                    
First Line: Through wisps of smoke swift, backward
Last Line: Waiting the lips of you.
Subject(s): Hearts; Love; Waiting


THROUGH wisps of smoke swift, backward-fleeting scenes
A searching gladness bring—
The bare brown fields and shivering woods forlorn,
Waiting for life, and spring!

With glad, awakened eyes I see in these
A bond of kinship new;
So lay my soul, a frozen, voiceless thing,
Waiting the lips of you.





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