Blue blue empty, silent space
on long long street in the night
with artificial lights, night makes
combination misty and fine
Every single bus stoppage
I see that stands for us
But, soon I reach near to the bus
There's only empty space howls
Blue blue street
In the night
Holding on chest silent choirs
A combination of
Remember and forgotten
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