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That moment in the evening
Coming back from nowhere in particular
Thinking about nothing at all
The cars line the streets
And the street stretches ahead
The lights are not yet on
Yet there is an eerie glow
Spreading slowly across the sky
Turning in discomfort
Enormous in its reach
It does not feel natural
But yes, it’s kind of beautiful
And I soak up its aura