Adalee Street “Poem”

My memories walks on the Adelee Streets

There is a house on Adalee Street

There is Nostalgia on Adalee Streets

There is nothing forbidden on Adalee streets

Every laborer used to come home with fatigue on Adalee street

I miss my friends at Adalee street

Where are they? Where are my lost treasures

Steve the poet?

Sonny the Arab?

Jay the rapper?

Ray the Alcoholic?

Eric the homeless?

Sam the most talkative?

Ali the philosopher?

Where is the diversity of great American spirit?

Where is Adalee street I have forgotten?

Take me to Adalee street my madness

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