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That which yearns to be
Is now becoming
A pill in hand
An herbal elixir
Raise the titanic
Now I wait
On speeding train
Against the tunnel facade
In thickening tension
Of foggy pre-game morning
Till black starting gun
In Screaming force
Sends Shot unyielding
A Falling outcome
Looks back aghast
With sudden shock
The former shell
Lies broken.