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A Wishful Way Of Life (Other) by Blindpoetry
The fire place forces itself a home for the sound
The room is silent after the whistle
The forest is silent after the fall of leaves
The lake forces itself a home for the landing
The room is silent after the whistle
Suddenly, the train roars across the room as man-made transportation
The lake forces itself a home for the landing
Shingles fly as the river flows
Suddenly, the train roars across the room as man-made transportation
The river flows across the edge of the forest as natures gift
Shingles fly as the river flows
Leaves soar as the train passes
The river flows across the edge of the forest as natures gift
The forest is silent after the fall of leaves
Leaves soar as the train passes
The fire place forces itself a home for the sound
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