On a clouded night
The stars are grounded
Constellations of streetlights
Illuminate the blank faces of buildings
Darkened windows
Inhabitants sleeping
Unless insomniacs wander
Window to window
Regarding silent streets
Puddles reflecting
Faceless buildings
A single window lit
From within
A reminder
That we are still alive
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