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See
On the thin ridge
High in the mountains
There’s a train
The thin train hooting
I see
The clouds
Yawning terribly
Earth opens
Devours all
Humans run in vain
As ants run:
Over the ridges multiple
Into the earth open gaping
They’re falling
Falling
Falling.
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