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Night time
You hear that silence deafen the darkness
Walking across the street
A leaf fell down from the trees
Where the streetcar passes the corner
Of Napoleon and St Charles
And through the sounds of bus passing
I lit my cigarette and stared
Every time I blink
I blank out to the beauty before me
Moon lit sidewalk
Blanketed in blue black shades
In the cracks
The litter of the past day.
And the wind
Softer than bird wings
Rustle here and there
Dead night
No whistling
That would bring ghost
Look at the star that glows between the branches
Somewhere on Napoleon
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