Steps down the street,
Joyful laughter paused,
Gazes had played itself,
Pondering and confused.
Midnight stroke,
it became bleak,
all is lost including wealth,
suffered phantoms misused.
Reaching out for one,
Light music heard,
it drew to the path,
running to locked doors,
as it was ashamed and abused.
The past followed,
it was lost in the dark,
traces came back,
but,it ran away blindly.
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