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This is not my home...
Strangers are smiling at me
Or has the laughter become
Unfamiliar?
I do not belong here...
There is no warmth...
My skin is turning blue
And the coldness of attitude
Is shrinking my heart
Into a lifeless stone.
My bones no longer feel
Your touch...
Because it is not you..
Anymore..
Shadows are chasing me
Talking to me in voices so close
But i refuse to believe that they were
My people once...
I don't recognize the heights of success
Nor songs of praises..
I do not understand the dark walls and frigid zones
Where people talk and convert deals
with just a handshake..
I want my deals of friendships back
Under the mid morning sun
On the barks of trees
That filtered nature for us..
I don't know what joys bricks enclose..
I have always flown
And rested on leaves...
Like dew drops..
Take me back home...
Please..
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