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My daughter says she's missing England, cohabitating and comingland, pub crawls and paper
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plates, fast friends and flat mates. We were the generation of home,
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sweet home. Our neighborhood had the streets to roam, ripe with opportunity and
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discovery, hideaways for flings and recovery, the generation of Mama, I'm coming
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home. We were a rabbit. We had the phone. But for her,
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it's all about the UK. She confided, No dubtam not okay.
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I say no, you're not. You're better than that. Every place,
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everywhere is a welcome mat. She gets skeptical. She thinks, I God,
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I tell her, you just came off the long and winding road.
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Sometimes she loves this, sometimes despised, lost and found and turned around by
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the fire in her eyes.