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Looking to the Light There was a day
Long ago
Then we knew
Who our neighbor was
They were friends
And we were close
And we would
Help our neighbor out
They were there
In our need
You could always
Count on them
Those days are gone
Now we don’t
Ever know their name
And never talk
A neighborhood is
Just where we live
Rows of strangers
Living alone
