The train rattled past, the same train that clanged along the track in my childhood, 50+ years ago. The noise comforted me. From what kind of loneliness I'm not sure.
Wednesday, 4 November 2020
Reflections on the bridge Timaru
The train rattled past, the same train that clanged along the track in my childhood, 50+ years ago. The noise comforted me. From what kind of loneliness I'm not sure.
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