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Barging from city's port harbor shore, leaving by endless lake's, open door.
The back of the city, the front of the lake; Reflecting in waters of the channel break.
City shore in high winds and water spatter;Its strong rock wall causes waves to scatter.
Flag in city darkness, waves symbolic demands;Poised sheer in the justice for which it stands.
A view of the lake's muncipal, haughtily still;Loftier and broader from under the cliff hill.
A breaking point at the lake's early dawn;Rising sun struggles as dark clouds push on.
In troubled sky, the sun quickly will fade;Daybreak lost behind falling clouds of shade.
The alluding clouds of industry on the lake;like visual effects crossing in evening's wake.
At field's edge, a cloud parachuting mass;
Canopies earth and lingers in sky's path.
Cute and cuddly at its best;
Even adorable requires rest.
On tip toe talent and cautiously still;
The kitty catwalk of balancing skill.
Fluffy kitten, so playful and sweet;
Guilefully sits in soft shady retreat.
Amongst the thistles of swings and misses;
The fluttering tenderness of butterfly kisses.
There's no free meals or tickets through a locked door;
Savings spent to restore living, yet living life no more.
There are no free meals, no tickets through locked door;
Spent your savings to live, but you cannot live any more.