Knowing what’s coming.
Freight train far away.
Whistles through the fog.
A chill through my spine.
Tracks vibrate, ready.
Penny twirls in air.
Heads up or tails down.
Do I have a choice?
Train too close to call.
Praying I am wrong.
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Knowing what’s coming.
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