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Out lands (Unfinished workshop) "T Harmonee"
It was late in history
the cities had flourished,
grown into bound structures.
Bounded by the reflective walls.
My England had shrunk
Into blobs of black
Surrounded by tilled land
The realm of machines
The out lands of growth
Machine controlled
Then control from the city
Operators playing games
A game called survival
Between each city a link
The new inter city way
Compartmented travel
London to Manchester
City linked to city
Spaces of beauty kept