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Poem: Peekskill 

remember when we took the train
to Peekskill?

we walked by the river and
gazed at its subtle, soothing waves
              and at each other

we touched the cold, wrought iron
railing at the station
            and each other

we drank in fresh, golden beer
              and each other
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