Business women clamor over vacant space,
Venture capitalists staring straight into your eyes.
The bells ring of hollower glass,
Toasting to what would not be remembered,
Discovered land you jotted down with an eraser.
You are an explorer who is exploding
Going off, or getting off and going off...
But you remind me of something comely;
Please know that you have wronged me.
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