I tread along the cobbled path early one morn,
to be greeted by a deserted street, echoing a sinister laugh.
A once familiar place bustling with activities, today stands bare.
It was only yesterday, lively mirth resonated here.
Heavenly aromas wafted from the bakers,
children pranced around,
guffaws of zealous grey-haired men, relaxing over a mug of beer,
the buzz of animated chatter, filled the air.
Today, there isn’t a sound or soul,
but, only a deathly silence hangs.
Am I scuffling with a nightmare,
Or
did I actually walk into, the other dimension?
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