(Effect by DeepArtEffects)
Under the night sky,
A lonely road unfurls,
Cars pass by in blurs,
Leaving behind a trail of light.
At the crosswalk, a figure waits,
Eager to go home.
Street lights cast a golden glow,
On trees and buildings all alone.
The night is quiet, save the breeze,
That whispers through the leaves.
The city sleeps, while one dreams,
Of the comfort that home brings.
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