New aiming point.
Once the TTC became the target of spirited writings.
Once a specific topic it looses potency.
Declining in priority.
A skyscraper beneath shadows
Of a great free standing tower.
Latent on the blog once written
Such a cannon specified its purpose.
Spiked in Roger’s wrath.
Passing air from its bore.
Moves sights to the armies of problems
Poised growing in the distance.
More powder.
More shot.
Light the torch.
The horde marchs toward us.
Again to the redoubt.
Stand against the new great adversary.
Fire away.
Fire away.
The great enemy comes.
The great enemy, Self Doubt.
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