#5

The sprinkling of rain

The cool breeze

And the twinkling

Shuddering leaves.

They fill your ears

And flow across your skin.

As the cars kill the mood

You can’t help but rest.

The walk was long

The aching of bones

The pins and needles in your feet.

The smell of smoke.

The quaint lights

Of oil lamps.

You can’t help but rest.

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