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Peeling of stucco, pier glass,

Sideboard and a sofa here.

My good old house that will last,

Sounds of the drill you hear.

Neighbors or their shadows

Looking into the yard,

Interlacing of branches,

Talk which is never hard.

Those who were young one day

And could easily take a punch,

Now are old and grey

And sweeping the streets so much.

Clock on the wall in crepe

About the past that is gone

Heavy is their weight,

A baby woke up

Generation circle is done

And great.