Night gathers slowly round the city, sitting on it's
haunches, waiting for it's nightly prey.
City dwellings coming to light, shining out signals
that life would not defeat it during the black of
night.
Brightly shining over earth, twinkling lights depicting
the birth of another night.
Letting all who looked outside, see wondrous beauty and
haunting black eyes.
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