At the end… in space, you stare with so much anxiety and fear;
Your plea… your silent scream… display quiet remorse;
You resist the blow of blame and discredit;
You know, you pursue this conscious sensation of misery and torment;
Silence… yes in silence is grief and sorrow;
In the depths of your inner conscience, is guilt.
And behind the walls of concrete…
In the sight of striking graphic window;
I gazed at you with so much delight;
The execution of this wonderful piece.
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