SUNDAY STATION
By Dean Bowman
Hear the falling rain
Filling my mind
With the scent
Of freshly cut roses
Smiling, so neatly together
As the train pulls away
You look ahead as I look back
Both reluctant in the failing light
Never really knowing
How we came to be
Or how I ever let you go
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Japan-born Dean Bowman is a working designer, photographer and writer based in Denver, Colorado.
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Wednesday, April 25, 2012
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