THE TRACK



         I can hear the click clack of

  the train of the track.

   It goes on and on and on.

  All night into the dawn's early light.

   Darkness into dawn.

  All day into the light.  A real delight.  

The train on the track.

   Uncertainty, there's not a lack.  

  I know this not knowing, where I'm going.



  

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