It's a wonderful poem isn't it?
About as lonely as it gets.
Sometimes it's that time of night when you get the most peace. Everyone asleep, the air is still, and silence is golden. The picture conjurs up so many thoughts.
There's something very inviting about an empty city street at night.
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