This is the night mail crossing the border Bringing the cheque and the postal order Letters for the rich, Letters for the poor, The shop at the corner and the girl next to door, This is night mail crossing the border, Bringing the cheque and the postal order, Letters for the rich, letters for the poor, The shop at the corner and the girl next door, Past cotton-grass and moorland boulder, Shovelling white steam over her shoulder, Snorting noisily as she passes, Silent miles of wind-bent grasses, Birds turn their heads as she approaches, Stare from the bushes at her blank-faced coaches
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★Kaishi Satoru★🖤
28/02/2026
Sheep-dogs cannot turn her course, They slumber on paws across.
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27/02/2026
★Kaishi Satoru★🖤
28/02/2026
★Kaishi Satoru★🖤
28/02/2026