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White light
Waiting
Platform
Haven
Backpack
A novel
My white dress
Your letter
He broke
Landslide
Out of
The crossfire
Last night
Screaming
Steam off
The pavement
Lightning
Relieving
Signals
I'll be leaving
He broke
Landslide
Out of
The crossfire
Slide close
The train door
Turn over
An old stone
I forgot one figured factor
To catch the last glance from a lover
What once was fragile but tactile
Now only fragments and dioxide
Mapping out the lines that got us tangled
Spurs and crossings of the railroad
Clouds coalescing in a hailstorm
As my last foot leaves the platform
He broke
Landslide