VISUAL PROMPT
Prompt submitted by Tenshi

Write a poem about what streetlights make you think of.
What There Once Was
Tall flames shining warmth down
After most have gone to rest
Today we have their light to guide us
Built by man to show success
But there once was a way
We were guided by light
That had nothing to with man
Fixed and flickering
They offer their light with no return
No price on their service
Through time and time again they burn
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