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Who Lives In These Houses
For twenty years I have walked my curvy tree lined street, and there're neighbors I have yet to meet, I look into the windows of the oblong and squares, and wonder about the people who live in there, I was once a happy and energetic child of the nineteen seventies, now I'm saddened and tired by modernity of the twenty twenties, imagination and derring do were great companions, now the children have safe spaces and isolation, who really cares about the people who live in the other houses, or if they have partners or spouses, their living rooms flicker from televisions and cell phones, sedantry activities for the lazy bones, their style of apparel hasnt really changed, and their values are generationally ingrained, celebrating the holidays like good citizens do I wonder if the moms and dads desire to start anew, I walk up and down my curvy tree lined street, gazing into windows and wondering about the people I have yet to meet, sometimes I want to be a child and say, hey, you want to come out and play.
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