April 3, 2009
Standing with others of it's kind,
Like a family, all with red tage on their sides.

Now in a mill,
Close to the others still

Then they hook together,
To make a structure that'll last forever.

But today it's alone.
Water stains, cracks, and one hole,
That Mr.Fielder glances through

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