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34 On a night like tonight
the street is a true ghost town.
Everyone/ at home
Or out someplace
A part of the city/ so forgotten
On this silent night
All you can see are the drivers
Going someplace.
A street so residential:
Where is everyone?
So close to a main street
But everyone is gone
Only thing within earshot
Are the crickets and cars
In moments like these:
You’re so far away
A silence/ so rare
Within the cityscape
These are the days
You almost never see.
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