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Mar 2010
Relief from an agonizing week,
Power, Noise, Steel,
Life charges into me.

American steel drifts,
Paint glistens in the sun,
Surge past searching.

Observe all things little,
Small wood and canvas,
Punch through hues changing.

Salt air kiss,
Mature wind power,
Beacon of truth small.

White flash ferocious,
Monstrous roar deathly,
I sit, comatose.

Coldness creeping, Me
Desperately wanting truth,
Break of destruction, beckoning.

American steel, sailboat, iciness,
Mesh together all truth,
Receding shadows.

Candle in the horizon,
Symbol of accomplishment,
Toward I sail.
Written by
Josh Lombardi
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