So close you may be
Away from all that you achieve
Wondering what next you will see
Do you even want to believe
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Reach further than you ever may last
Pray to stretch your grasp
Almost there happens so fast
Slowed down like slapped with an asp
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It’s coming, such a small thing
Meaningful as it might seem to be
So far from that secretive beginning
Still trying to see what you can be
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Many come and many put up a show
Some that came weren’t meant
So they were only able to eventually go
Their efforts quickly they were spent
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Nine more cents is meaningless
All the greats went out west
In a land of less style to your dress
Even a guy like me can do his best
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The Forsyth House Fire
Since 1851, Forsyth House has stood on the corner of Union Street and Gordon Street in the heart of Glasgow. Its iconic, or was... because on Sunday 8th of March, 2026, a fire broke out in a small, seemingly un-named shop in the building and tore all that history down. As I write, the rubble is still unsettled and the street is still blocked off. Central Station is quiet on the upper level, and around 30 small businesses have quite literally gone up in smoke.
By S. A. Crawford3 days ago in The Swamp
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Pay is slow!
Great work, keep writing and take care