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Henry David Thoreau

(12 July 1817 – 6 May 1862 / Concord, Massachusetts)

What's the Railroad to Me?


What's the railroad to me?
I never go to see
Where it ends.
It fills a few hollows,
And makes banks for the swallows,
It sets the sand a-blowing,
And the blackberries a-growing.

Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003

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