twenty-four houses
on the same block
everyone inside
milling about
one lost a job
another was promoted
one lost a husband
another got married
one is lonely
another has friends
twenty-four houses
on the same block
everyone inside
milling about
no different than us
in houses like ours
laughing or crying
all over the world
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Thanks for a very fine observation on the human condition. This poem works.