In Reply to the Bard

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On the train

We pass lit houses
Where stories wait
To be shared
And songs wait
To be sung.
All those untold stories,
All those unsung songs.

Written by Ian McMillan

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Today Tomorrow or Yesterday's Sorrow

Where each life Is an age on a page A passing beat On a lived in street A footstep sound That spins around Like a look in a book Once left on the ground

Written by Me