The New Residence

Driving to my new residence,
I felt a bit miserable-
Looking at the mobs of people,
I could see the daily anxieties on their faces-
The traffic
Of their minds was available for viewing
In their expressions-

In thought, I reminisced of my
I remembered sitting on the front step.
Watching the infrequent cars drive by,
I would wave amusingly at each car,
Whether I was acquainted or not,
Giggling hysterically when some stranger
Waved back.

Once I arrived
At my new dwelling,
I unpacked my possessions
I stared outside
Of the 11th story window,
And gazed at the soaring skyscrapers
My view-

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