I stay silent in the backseat
as we glide down the city road,
my eyes flitting from small businesses
to pedestrians
to rows of stoplights.
This is what it's like in a city.
The car stops and starts,
slips from one lane to another,
turns corners hiding buildings
I've never seen.
I think
I used to live like this.
And,
This is what normal is like.
And,
Living in the outback will never be the same
now that I've remembered what life is like
outside.
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