A vacant city
Deserves much pity
For its lavish streets perish with time
And the quaint store bells never chime
The wind remains the only sound
Not a single candy wrapper upon the ground
Every footstep remains unheard
No one daresay a single word
An alley filled with the scent of chocolate drops
coming from a place where no one ever shops
A dusty roof
Oh, there seems to be no living proof
But don’t be alarmed
This town has everyone charmed
For the serenity only gives grace
To somewhere we call a quiet place.
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