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Sep 2014
Visiting half remembered foreign parts
where everything is the same
and everything has changed all at once
you realise that you are the only foreigner.
Its in the way you are, the way you talk,
the way you refuse to blend in, your mind-
half a world away, sleeping under different Stars
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     Marian, Timothy, ---, nivek, Hilda and 2 others
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