Isolation Over Time

October 4, 2016
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Imposing on top of a mountainous hill,

A righteous rickety structure dwarfs all below.

The fragrence of rust can be inhaled from crisscrossing beams

ascending towards subtle smog.


Sillouetted against sulfuric sky,

Lonel giant envies dashing distant plains.

Abandoned below rolling clouds through jaundice heavens.

Will anyone visit this iron eye towering above?


Crips aftertaste of fresh fall leaves

Surrounds subtle groans of protest from this sad obelisk.

The wind creates shivers against cold metel;

Decrept wood decays with turning time.

As history hides in ancient splendor,

It also dies in isolation.

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