Dream-winged and effortless
After the crash
I must have seen about
Ten of them
Hover at the edge of the quays
Unsure for a good hour or two
Broken into grey shadows
Against the façade of evening
Silent in the shadows
Of the smog
That choked the air
Numb in their out-reaching arms
To the horror
They had just seen,
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