Short about a crane after a poem by Charles Tomlinson.
Last winter, around christmas, they put lights on that crane in my backyard. All night long they illuminated my room, shining straight on my bed. I dreamed of cranes. One day, after I stumbled upon a poem about a crane, I decided to make a little movie about the one in my backyard.
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