the sky is heavy with steel,
and a lone child watches
lost in the metallic spectacle
a perfect mirror of her eyes
lost in an ocean of clothes
searcheing for vanished things
a smile left on a memory
faces etched in dreams
sheets of ghostly rain descend
but girl-statue moves not
head tilted, heaven-bound
mud-cemented to the earth
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