As far as I remember
this is the same old town.
These blissful faces
never did change their frown.
Narrow streets I walked
as a child in glee.
Not knowing! Buildings would pop up
like frogs jumping to flee.
For the wind of change
it has come and gone.
New times it has brought
And things to think upon.
I am that gleeful child
feeling that wind on my face.
I forever remain
Moving a step, a pace.
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