Cityscape in the Mist

_{(Effect by DeepArtEffects)}

The city sleeps beneath a misty shroud,
A canvas gray where shadows softly crowd.
The pavement gleams, reflecting drops that fall,
A symphony of raindrops, soft and small.

　A lone white van, a sentinel it stands,
　Beside a road where traffic once did dance.
　Now cones and fences mark a quiet space,
　A city dreaming, at its own slow pace.

The distant towers pierce the somber scene,
Their windows dark, a silent, watchful queen.
A touch of autumn, leaves in shades of gold,
A fleeting memory, a story yet untold.

　And through the mist, a sign, a stark command,
　"30 kilometers," a limit on the land.
　But speed is gone, replaced by gentle rain,
　A moment's pause, in this urban domain.
　
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