The Quiet Mean Streets
It's quiet in the street
All the people are asleep
The clouds rush past
A full moon sky above
The cold slowly seeps in
But I know that's Ok
To walk alone again
In the gentle quietness
Now the mean streets
Show its hidden mercies.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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