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Crane – Prose for thought


Domineering over skyline
Cold and grey
Like the water below
Watching, waiting
Seeing the world past by
A world you no longer know

Heavy weight,
You can lift and move
Those crates from further shores
You sit and wait for action
But there’s no action anymore

So you are there,
Watching, waiting, wondering
A reminder of the past
Cool and grey and heavy
You were built to last

I sometimes wish I were that strong
To take the strain of all this weight
Patient, powerful, pensive
What will become of both our fates?

Emily Tealady 2013


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