Thundering Train (day 30)

Slow down ol’ ground up meat
Roll along the system of sultry
Hope the sands crawl slower
May every whistle blow quieter
Along the restless matches
Slowly burning the translucent time
Gaining a rhyme against the moon
Thundering down the grassiest slopes
A rolling begins to sway this tune

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