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there’s a rattling as the freight train goes past in the rain +  +     +      +     +      and the water makes a percussion      on the corrugated awning                                                  +                                                +                                                 +                                                   +                                                 +                                              + the space between the sky is textured with dash strokes                                                     +                                                +                                                   +                                                     +                                        +                                     +                                      +                                       the earth’s talking                                       a discussion                                       with itself                                                       +                                                    +                                                     +                                                   +                                                    +                                                    +                                                      listen
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Qi Bingdu
