Shadows in the darkness,
fading memories
waning
with the loss
of daylight
and the dying
of the undead.
Quietude in the noise
and the sobbing
cello
sounds
its lamentation.
A single candle
in the street
says nothing.
A candle
in every street
calls the world
to hope.
Keith Wallis 27th Jan 2025
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