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Aug 2014
A stolen life
run by a stranger
who looks a lot like me.

Before this automaton
fell from the sky
and took my place,
I used to be a little more human.

I’m an alien.
Revisiting a planet
that I’ve already been to
and one where I don’t belong.

A planet where it seems like there are no answers;
where life  
and people,
continue to baffle
and confuse me.

I’m just going through the motions.
Nodding
like a toy dog
and smiling in all the right places.

Every day
slowly unfolds
much like the one before,
leaving me further behind
and feeling a little less human.
Barry  Nicholas Smith
Written by
Barry Nicholas Smith  Brighton, England.
(Brighton, England.)   
420
   --- and Emmy
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