The steam-powered man with those grand hands that spanned chasms
Found himself alone no chasms to span with those grand hands
He thought to cry did the steam-powered man but the only tears to come
Turned instead to steam and vapor all heat from inside him and made him
Only want to cry more though so futile he thought it eventually
For indeed though no tears would come still the steam-powered man
Had thoughts that overwhelmed him overwrought him overjoyed him
Steam-powered thoughts he thought them when the thoughts came
With little else to show them than the steam that came and powered his name.
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