I heard you

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I heard you

Just drifting off,
Twin bed my niece used to sleep in-
Far up in the White Mountains,
And all I can hear is the Pemi through my
half open window.
Except, that sound,
The one I listen harder for,
The one that sounds like the collective sigh of relief,
Of a city named Boston.

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