The street lights blink yellow and red,
No traffic to stop,
Cars are parked,
Shops are closed,
All is quiet,
All is still.
The wind sweet and warm,
Conceals all the unsatisfied desires,
The pain, the sadness,
And infuses hope
In the new day awaiting.
The moon, the trees,
The sound of sleep in the air,
The dark sky, the presence of God
And my loud thoughts,
Sit with...
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