I saw
large vehicles moving
through our usually
empty street.
I saw
strong men
with thick, muscular arms
lifting our furniture
into the vehicles.
I saw
tear-faced friends:
Aria,
Sophie,
Lindee,
Erin,
crying with wet drops
of goodbye.
We are moving far.
Will I ever
see them again?
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