Old Haunts Made New

Life is what you make it
And I plan to make mine spectacular.
There are people I want to meet.
People I can share it with
Make life even better.
I know the secrets of this town.
I’d love to show people.
I grew up downtown but now
Downtown has grown up on me.
I am going to have to reacquaint myself.
But I don’t mind. I’m looking forward to the challenge.

Old Haunts made new.
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