Cobblestones to Remember

The light turned red And so I stopped To stare at the cobblestones on which I walk Strewn with the blood of a man I did not know.

I bend down to look closer but, then I hear a song. A melody of joy and laughter fill the air And I begin to dance

I twirl around and around as the music soars And a man joins me To dance on the cobblestones Strewn with the blood of a man I did not know.

It goes on. Day becomes night. Night become day. And we continue to dance As we stoke the flames to keep the darkness at bay And listen to the wolves howling in the distance.

I look up at the sign.

The light had turned green. The music had stopped. The howling was gone. And I had moved on.

Leaving behind the cobblestones Strewn with the blood of a man I did not know.

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