An old New England town
is disappearing
Not my town
or your town
but someone's town
First the the old inn
burned down
torched by neglect
Then a fast truck carrying the future
plowed apart long abandoned homes
full of only memories
It started slowly
like a creeping tide
One by one empty spaces
filled the once busy street
I drive by to see
the long grand church
full of the despair of disrepair
It makes me wonder if
anyone cares
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