She stands today as the
rain washes her grey.

She wonders how her dreams
just melted away.

Even now, when they remember her name,
She forgets from where she came.

She waits for the time
to pass her by.

She makes a second last for decades.
And she knows how to make things
stay the same.

She falls when the sky
brightens away.

She may go,
but she will always remain.

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