A quiet town
lost in time
with a tired, grey fog
on the ocean side
Not a lantern to the window
not a soul on the street
just the quiet, whispering wind
and the darkness of night
The street lights, flickering on
as the sun sets its peace
and the wind picks up speed
howling down the lane
Quiet chatter
behind the windows and boards
creaks without action
whispers without people
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