The leaves are down, the rain has come.it will be getting dark soon.
As the rain grows heavier the sky gets darker, I fear I am not alone on this street.
Alone I walk with my arms huddled to my chest, walking faster and faster.
Car doors slam, doorbells ring and my heart pumps faster.
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Wow, I really like the imagery, the feeling and the sense of anxiety this poem portrays.