All that was

I walked through streets paved with cobblestones It was dusk, and the scent of spring was in the air Pause to find my way among these houses bent by centuries I am to see a man about a book that&#x27;s stumbling slowly through the age when they were built, and who lived here then No. This book is in fact stopped well before its end Becalmed in front of the coastline of the unknown that I never…