Lena
hope is the thing with feathers
that perches in the soul
that perches in the soul
Lena wasn’t one to get too frustrated – and some level of failure was probably to be expected, given the circumstances surrounding the frame, and the elements. Instead of gritting her teeth, she bore it well, shaking her head from the cascading droplets, taking, steeling a breath, and then wondering where best to lend her aid – if it was beneficial at all.
After some consideration, she stayed where she was, thoughtful with the rest of the workers. “I can help with the measurements again,” and find out where all the motions, and subsequent gapping, went wrong. They’d do better this time.
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Lena tries to help take measurements of the gaps.
After some consideration, she stayed where she was, thoughtful with the rest of the workers. “I can help with the measurements again,” and find out where all the motions, and subsequent gapping, went wrong. They’d do better this time.
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Lena tries to help take measurements of the gaps.
and sings the tune without the words
and never stops at all
and never stops at all
