Boomers watch flames in burning fires inside,
They dream in vinyl, staring with eyes open wide.
Some call this gaze: 'Lead paint glaze' of despair,
It's the first move in the game of Generational Stare.
Watch them stares; wait on, don’t be afraid,
Each blank look is a frozen charade,
With eye glazed over in blank despair,
The soul is on pause,...
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