the Nothing Man

Walking along cobblestone streets at night, thinking of you in the darkness. The light from a street lamp showcases the years in my face.

I hear The Rising, our fingers touch as the music binds us forever. Our secret pact as I wander the night in Praha.

The holiday lights are the stars to my universe, shining down hope onto the world.

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Wench, bring my ale, what say you?