Clark Street Bridge by Carl Sandburg
DUST of the feet And dust of the wheels, Wagons and people going, All day feet and wheels.
Now. . . . . Only stars and mist A lonely policeman, Two cabaret dancers, Stars and mist again, No more feet or wheels, No more dust and wagons.
Voices of dollars And drops of blood . . . . . Voices of broken hearts, . . Voices singing, singing, . . Silver voices, singing, Softer than the stars, Softer than the mist.
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