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Like a newborn
Thrilled to be alive
In the land of forgotten ancestors
Also bustling with change and transformation
Freedom, love, play, adventure
Which lie outside those typical hard-played games
Of success and failure
Of good and bad
Of in and out
Of heaven and hell.
Who knew you city lights would call to me so
Like those shining lights of the New England sky?
Please tell me about the universality of humankind.
Don’t get stuck in the particulars: this is different, that is exotic
Neither stay within the limited confines
Of your own head.
Look. Really look and listen.
And don’t be afraid to feel.
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