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Sightless

Darkness, shadows, and a city without trees pass through time. 
Where have all the lights gone? An old man screams from the corner of an abandoned house. 
Soft white clouds drift slowly. 
Am I close to my destination? A tiny bird clings to a faint light\'s tail. Suddenly, a storm swiftly approaches.
Everything is drenched in rain. 
Muddy street splashes burst through broken shop windows. 
Why is no one here anymore? The old man\'s voice echoes faintly in the heavy rain, blending with the cries of the sightless.