Forge of Memories

A wailing furnace in clouded hills

The forge of infinity

Roars with metal grief

Shedding fiery tears

As freely as leaves in a storm

Wrapping age-old sorrows

In a blanket of steam and steel

Clutching in industrial dreams

The passing stranger

Who pauses to hear the angry music

Of hammers and bellows

With a keen ear

And a warm sigh

Remembering his youth amid

The melody of metal

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