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City of Lights

The last time I saw Paris The lights had vanished from the skyline. She sat quite calmly, Speaking in a common tongue, Words that soon dissolved like my intentions. Her eyes met mine Then turned away towards the moon. I sat alone in midnight's room, Lost in thought and memory; Dreaming of what might have been, Pleased with what will never be. Copyright © 1997 -2018 by Benjamin Toney. All rights reserved. Image credit: Etienne Laurent/EPA

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