Traa dy liooar: street lights lit, but windows dark–the only happenings here are passings by to home.

If words asseverated fun would be had on the town, that enjoyment will now exist as either Fahrvergnügen or a stroll, with the choice possibly dependent on precipitation’s participation.

Shadows and gradients of illumination colour between the city’s curves; if absolutism is black and white, life rainbows over what is meant only to be one outline.

Let us hold hands and wear hats that elicit our debonair airs; if these lamps dim and our path turns dark, sky’s stipples will keep both our hearts and our steps aglow. : )

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