The lights send out warm glows, softening that which by day is gritty.
Time slows; a sign beckons towards spots were friendship grows.
Laughter, talk, and the hurried footsteps of a passerby are all things that play across the calm of the evening sky.
Stately buildings stand guard as they have done for years; witness to never ending cycles of joy and tears.
I observe endings. Of the day; of the month; perhaps of things unseen. I drift along the way, content to be exactly here; in this scene; as night falls in my city.
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