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Send us Fan MailStatueSilver shadows, fleetingly in wings, lifting grey and morning across the sullen steel and silhouetted sky, And above the call of rooks, above the church and tower, block and stone, belief and faith, turning time, in hidden chimes and the passing moments of hurrying hours, there standsa figure, cast in gold and bronze, poised in grace, light and dawn, arms outspread, head and shoulders, westwards facing,a smile, a greeting to all who pass,motionless, blind to the skyliving life,and lost,deep in the hurry,far below.Feel free to contact me. Be nice to know who my audience is and perhaps you can suggest some further topics or themes for my writing! And do give me [email protected]