Poem # 69- Foremost

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From the dirt road,
Through the varnished doors
Enduring the cold,
But now clutching the gold
Meeting new people,
So tender, so refreshing
Flipping off the frantic,
As the Renaissance is starting.

Pour the water,
But now an expensive, branded champagne
Meet the fam and friends,
Though now a bunch of people that's foreign
Flipping your book,
Starting a new, refurbished chapter
For that open— grabbing that opportunity to capture.

Convivial crowd,
Scattered upon you
Confettis with different colors,
Thrown before you
Smiling, grinning and chatting with your new friends,
For you're keeping up your heights and the latest trends.

But just for the whole knowledge—
Even though you're one of the foremost,
I just hope that the dirt road wasn't bulldozed.

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