The Onlooker of the Lights
As I stare out from the window Of my closed dark room, City lights sparkle. Be in happiness or in gloom, I sit every evening to witness this show.
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Unusual Guests
It was a pleasant evening and Fall was manifesting itself in every form. The sun had just set and the world seemed to linger in that limbo for a while. I was returning to my apartment, walking the narrow path darkened by the trees on either sides, when I saw a neighborhood regular approach me.