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A film project created at Sheridan College.
In steel clouds,
to the sound of thunder.
Like the ancient gods.
Our sky cement,
our earth cement,
our trees steel,
Instead of sunshine,
a light that has no twilight.
Neither morning, nor evening,
only noon
Coming up the subway stairs, I thought the moon
Only another streetlight
A little crooked
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