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The Train

by Donald Lessig

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The Train
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Sometimes the words disappear
The lost words
This notebook belongs to:
The lost words
Imagine there is a train inside of you, traveling through the mountains of your memories, carrying a cargo of forgotten words. words that have been exiled from important poems. These words sleep like moths. Their wings made of ink. 

One day, you hear this train. You think it might be a dream. You try to push the sound out of your mind, but you hear the wheels screeching through turns, over bridges. You think you might go mad. So, You decide, eventually, to pick up a pen and let those screeches out.

Write as if your words have wings.
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