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May 2017
There was a secret sidewalk
In my hometown
That we walked every day
Coming home from school
Despite the shroud of hanging inchworms
That veiled the path
Through our little wilderness.
I went back last year
To find a row
Of swimming pools.
David Hill
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David Hill  Lansing Michigan
(Lansing Michigan)   
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