Over the threshold

By: Maria Grazia
Competition Year: 2013
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So much space still left empty and a lot of pages still to write.
So many minds keep working overnight.

From the shed to the skyscraper, with the fear to fall down,
so many people were saved from the death...

What is that new point over the threshold over there?
Behold our turn!
No matter if it is good or bad, it is the next step.
What will happen at the end?
There is no end, just a word:
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