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Even though 
  they look abandoned and desperate
         the old helicopters are looking forward to spring
     a little more today than yesterday - once again 
                                             proudly experiencing
                   the minutely liberating realization
      that they are just very imperfect models
and every now and then they look devoutly and tremblingly
          into the frozen swamp by the cluttered runway
                  to add color to their clumsy daydreams
            that they would surely swoop into the tangled reeds right now
                      if they had such beautiful opalescent rotors: