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Day 508

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Streetlight hits the asphalt

A quiet wind rampages

Through a line of looming trees

Shadows fill empty spaces

Once filled with trains and cars

Which zoomed in the crowded streets

Now only left with shiny pavement

And the eager eyes watching it

From a window up above

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