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Oct 2014
I walk the streets of home now
A stranger in a foreign land
I speak to them in tongues now
And they can't understand

Two short years I've been gone
But they can't recognize
What once was right is now all wrong
When seen from another's  eyes

The old hometown is gone now
What's left I do not know
It hasn't changed since I left
So I must have surely grown.
Jonathan Firmin
Written by
Jonathan Firmin  Boone, NC
(Boone, NC)   
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