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Through the checkered grating of York-Dauphin station, Clinging ‘tween the iron bars With fragile rays. Through the checkered grating Of Tioga station, A rounded hump, now flooding sound, yet colored, seen. Through the checkered grating of Torresdale station, Aloft, so proud and arrogant, boring through the fragile screen.

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