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Once I was a child innocent and complete. I thought world my Oyster my friends and I were the elite. No problems or worries we could not defeat. Secure in the knowledge as we played in our Street. Adventures abound the occasional frown. Spirits so high sad thoughts seldom found. And if there was Spite or a rival to fight, Our anger short lived was gone overnight. Dependable neighbours. greetings cheery and bright. Community spirit friendships held tight. We shared our emotions the highs and the lows. Whatever the weather our doors never closed. Children no longer run in our streets crying with laughter stamping their feet. Children no longer play in our streets. Welcome warm sunny days, smiles sticky with sweets. Children no longer play on our streets.

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