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I am a strange man in a strange land

How do I make you see?

That the place from which I hail

Is unfamiliar to me.

I know the streets I know the trees

It has not changed that much.

I recognize faces from my youth

Yet I feel so out of touch.

Something’s different something’s off

Though I cannot quite place it.

Part of me wants to turn away

But I know that I must face it.

Perhaps the house has somehow changed

Was the road always this dusty

My bedroom appears to be the same

But memories have all turned musty

I left this place so long ago

This place that helped build me

For destinations both near and far

The world I yearned to see

But something happened along the way

A transformation I did not see

Now staring at the face in the mirror

I realize the difference is me