The Walk

The rain is beating harder,
The streets are darkened.
Night has cast its long shadow,
Over the town, and old homes.

Walking, the man looks at the sky.
Clouds and rain block the stars.
He is wet. But he minds not.
In fact, he rather enjoys it.

He is at ease tonight.
The people in their houses, nobody,
Is out tonight. Abandoned town.
He walks to nowhere, but he takes his time.

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