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I AM riding on a limited express, one of the crack trains
Of the nation.
Hurtling across the prairie into blue haze and dark air
Go fifteen all-steel coaches holding a thousand people.
(All the coaches shall be scrap and rust and all the men
And women laughing in the diners and sleepers shall
Pass to ashes.)
I ask a man in the smoker where he is going and he
Answers: “Omaha.”

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Poem Limited - Carl Sandburg