Rusty Zig-zag

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Rusty Zig-zag


I look out of the reinforced panes of glass,

At the building across the street,

Brick, Bold, and Built to last.

Established and Eternal.


I look out and see the fire escape,

A rusty zig-zag,

A rag-tag rip,

On an otherwise pristine surface,

Which reminds me,

To be grateful for what I have.

For though my building may seem eternal,

In a few fiery seconds,

All might become ash.

And all that would remain,

Would be that rusty zig-zag,

That saved




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