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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The streetlights flickered as she walked, her shadow trailing behind. Her breath visible in the cold air, each step a muffled echo on the empty pavement. The city slept, unaware of her thoughts unraveling, untangling themselves from the threads of a day too long. She paused, gazing at the distant skyline, its silhouette a jagged edge against the darkness. Her hands trembled slightly, a reminder of the weight she carried, not just in her arms but in her heart. The silence of the night wrapped around her like a blanket, soothing yet suffocating, a paradox of comfort and isolation. She wondered how many others wandered these streets, lost in their own minds, searching for something they couldn't quite name. The clock tower chimed, its sound resonating through the deserted streets, a reminder that time moved on, regardless of whether she did. She exhaled, watching the mist of her breath disperse into the night, a fleeting moment of clarity in the vast expanse of uncertainty that lay ahead. She resumed her walk, her pace steady, as if trying to outrun the thoughts that chased her, relentless in their pursuit. The world felt both vast and narrow, a labyrinth of possibilities and dead ends, each turn leading to a new question, a new doubt, a new hope. The night stretched before her, endless, yet she knew dawn would come, bringing with it a new day, a new chance, a new beginning. But for now, she walked, letting the rhythm of her steps guide her, a metronome in the symphony of the city's slumber.
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