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Standing in the Open Door of a Train Watching the Countryside (a poem)

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Part of your wisdom portfolio A poem in variable meter and semi-free verse. Written in the spirit of not being bound by strict convention. To be read aloud, as always. Standing in the Open Door of a Train, Watching the Countryside Roll By India, ages ago.First Class bogie,Teen me. Leaning against the open steel door,Long

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