Moon in the Nameless City

From the dewy window
the city lies
in unexplainable silence

The moon creeps
between buildings
that no longer hold meaning
its light dances
but what is the meaning of this dance?

Memories tremble briefly
like the night wind
then vanish
without a trace

This old town
more than dust and stone
a reflection we wear

Every crack
holds unanswered questions
like a canvas
waiting for a stroke
that never comes

In solitude
I find peace
illogical
in the chaos of emptiness

As if the moon
the witness of emptiness
revives dead tales
and plants dreams
in footprints
that lead nowhere

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