Once upon a time I knew everyone that crept on the sidewalk,
now I couldn't name one face in the county.
I used to be embraced every time I walked in the door.
Days gone by, days gone by.
I don't long for the past
but I weep for the future.
This mountain of money can't buy me a connection,
success is measured with a fool's ruler.
My kingdom for one familiar face.
Sunday, July 18, 2021
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