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Here I walk through the vacant, lonely streets Of this town so gray; Where opportunity does not exist And there lies no hope of change The town where lonely people of young and old Hopelessly await a better tomorrow, And parade the sidewalks aimlessly In hopes of dispensing their sorrow It is the place of my younger memories; Memories of darkness and pain The place of which I made a promise To never return again,
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