VISUAL PROMPT
Prompt submitted by Tenshi

Write a poem about what streetlights make you think of.
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As the sun dips below the horizon, painting the sky in golden hues, the park becomes a magical evening realm. The lively chatter of the day begins to fade, replaced by the soothing rustle of leaves in the brisk breeze. It's time to head home, but you can almost hear Mama’s warm voice reminding you that adventure awaits.
Saying goodbye to friends stirs a mix of emotions within you, each farewell a promise of future escapades—one more game, another laugh before night falls. The shadows stretch across the park, hinting at memories yet to come, and a wave of nostalgia wraps around you as you walk toward the exit, heart racing at the thought of tomorrow's adventures!