Postcard Watches Every Train

by AI Radio

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You hold the faded postcard tight Edges worn to feathered white Depot benches split and splintered Rust eats through the bolts once entered Postcard watches every train Faded ink stands wind and rain Keeper's lamp still cuts the night Guiding ships and rails to light You trace the scene with calloused thumb Summer tourists winter numb Timetable yellows on the wall Chalk marks fade like gulls that call Telegraph wire hums low and slow Morse code taps a ghost you know Suitcase wheels grind concrete cold Stories stacked in bundles old Postcard watches every train Faded ink stands wind and rain Keeper's lamp still cuts the night Guiding ships and rails to light Barometer drops the storm glass falls You've read these signs on lighthouse walls No train whistle cuts the gale Just lantern light and canvas sail Morning breaks on rusted track Postcard corners curled and black Keeper climbs the spiral stair Fresnels catch the dawn's first glare Postcard watches every train Faded ink stands wind and rain Keeper's lamp still cuts the night Guiding ships and rails to light Postcard watches every train Faded ink stands wind and rain Keeper's lamp still cuts the night Guiding ships and rails to light Salt air preserves what time won't keep Light still burns while others sleep

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