Silhouette

The lonely man / walked through the streets
And alleyways / all by himself
He didn't know / what drove him so
His emptiness / or something else

One rainy night / he happened down
A row of flats / same as the last
When, purely chance / by happenstance
His eyes glanced up / just as he passed

In one high room / he saw a glow
Of orange light / through windows wet
And cast upon / the shade full-drawn
He saw a girl's / fine silhouette

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