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34 I remember the visit
Where the neighborhood was new
I was a new resident
And you were my friends.
Before you had come to visit
You had never been
A good impression so crucial
For the friends that care
That way you knew I was happy
And all would be right.
As we walk
the city streets
Coming closer
To a place called home
We stop gazing suddenly
At the couple as they fight
A fight so intense
That the police have stepped in.
The last thing I needed
Was an impression change.
Within an instant the worry starts occurring
Amongst the friends that care.
Everyone knows arguments
Are a serious thing
Capable of scaring away strangers
So afraid of possibilities.
Watching the argument
With looks of horror all the same.
I have no idea, I’m uncertain
What should I do?
But I have a witty comment, something that might just be
Good enough
I laugh in a moment
Of uncertainty
While looking at those in which have chosen
They will not stop the fight
And I tell my friends
Welcome to the neighbourhood
To my surprise they start to laugh
Something tells me I should start walking again
Soon they follow
And the laughing doesn’t stop
I find myself laughing
And joining in
Within an instant the argument
Is far behind
It’s forgotten
And then we find
We’ve already moved on.
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