As the world lies sleeping
I look out my window and watch.
And watch the silence
That once was life bustling.
Creeping are the shadows
That stretch across the land.
My face is pressed against the pane
Barely seen -but there.
So- as quietness shatters the earth
I count the many footprints in the sand, on the pavement, in life.
I look out my window and watch.
And watch the silence
That once was life bustling.
Creeping are the shadows
That stretch across the land.
My face is pressed against the pane
Barely seen -but there.
So- as quietness shatters the earth
I count the many footprints in the sand, on the pavement, in life.
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