Quiet Streets (History, Her story, My Story)

Forgetting the days
when doors were closed
burns only the spirit of death.

Quiet streets remain like
they always did, perpetuity,
But the nightmares remain.

Nothing bonds quite as
they and you together.
Space stretches like time itself

We as one and alone.
I am as but words and structures
said in your voice, in your mind.

But let us not.
Not beyond these walls, this nation,
Where our dreams dare to die.

Suns rise as many
whilst we proclaim to know all
of yet just this one.

Know yourself and know
of experience, this sum total of glory,
Painted like the skies as we watch.

Quiet streets remain like
they always did. Perpetuity.

The nightmares remain.

quiet streets

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