Velvet black with hessian sacks
Weaving in circles as they dance
Soft woollen wraps her
Weathered from the years
Intent and a sigh escapes
Still waiting for completion
Final breath we celebrate
Turquoise time one to spare
My city towers over dark and grey
Shimmers of light play in the air
Roar you metal monster
Ever closer we draw near
Man's voice with declare
Reaching the journey's end
Train of thoughts
Bare seats
And the woman walks away
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