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Night Walk
Night Walk
Stars Talk
Dreams enough
For the both of us
Sleepy lights
Street and sky
Soft clouds
Quiet crowds
Slick stone
Rain wet cobblestone
Out from the fright
Of being alone on a saturday night
Old city
Old pretty
New living
Same alleys
The old remindings
That all will pass
Happiness is a pit
And living is a fright
Of being alone
At night
Night walk
Stars talk
Living is enough
For the both of us
