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What's the railroad to me? by Henry David Thoreau | Poets.org

What's the railroad to me?
by Henry David Thoreau

What's the railroad to me?

I never go to see

Where it ends.

It fills a few hollows,

And makes banks for the swallows,

It sets the sand a-blowing,

And the blackberries a-growing.

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