No cars, no people
Told wavering
No vehicle, no people
Whistling down streets
And clock just struck ten,
Felt midnight breeze
Howling through building
Waited for people to come along
But the opposite was true, had
Nostalgia feeling with thoughts
I had grappled with but impossible
Thought the world changed,
Did not change mine did
Could not believe, My nature was hollow
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