The absence of leaves
the quiet city streets of
Nature’s dark absence
The moon finds a space
He walks by rows of closed shops
of midnight Melbourne
A plain tree lingers
passion fleeting on King Street
He feels emptiness
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The absence of leaves
the quiet city streets of
Nature’s dark absence
The moon finds a space
He walks by rows of closed shops
of midnight Melbourne
A plain tree lingers
passion fleeting on King Street
He feels emptiness