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Poem: Cedar Ave.

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Back in the day
(yesterday morning)
money grew on trees
and trees grew through
the pavement.
Tripping along Cedar Ave.
toward the train station
did a foot no harm.
Moving from station
to station was enough.

No train today
just another afternoon
in our bold future
where regulations
are kid’s stuff
and bundled garbage
lines the street,
but no more accountants
to haul it away.

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