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A Girl and Her Combat Machine

She ventured, in remembrance, this day where martial remnants stationed away.

Fine linings of rust shan't phase a shell so laced with glory

For through her crystal lenses a mechanical mammoth is beheld.

The girl scaled up its mechanical frame - all sturdy, all hollow

To stand upon this metal mirror and find a sureness that knew

That whilst the gear-fiend ceased to move, the history of us moved steady so.

 

Attribution: Cyra Locsin

ZEF CYPHER. 2018