Fear written on his ageing face

My father stopped in haste Fear for a moment on his face. The man ran across the line He banged those gates just in time. We would hear the rumble Look in anticipation A guessing game. The guard would look up and down. The train would clatter on the track. And pass so fast, your teeth chattered. The guard would

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