I am
the architect
of my 'being'
soulfully designed
strong in time
released
into stone and marble
I am
in sorrow
for mourn filled days
grown into slabs
on an obelisk
cemented with
tears and blood
the corner stone
of my reality
I soar through clouds
surviving
as a sky scraper
standing tall
I am...
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