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The Stranger I Am

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I want to remain the stranger I am

Walking the streets unaided; indifferently gazing

So that when I sit upon that hill

My dreams are not silenced against my will.

And the weeding fields beneath my feet

Are as punished and wild as the soul inside of me

 

Wildest winds,

Mirror the courage I have, to not change tack

Give me strength to not look back.

I have been made companion to

The stranger I am.

 

The World would see me and my wrongs

Would chant in hymn to the words of my songs

And written words to me, would be

The profound sound of banality

Disclosing they love me, secrets and lies

That I would grow to despise

I see madness in time

Materialise in my prime

 

Rivers to cross would be made of bridges and boats

The skies would not seem so far away.

The stars would then be in my eyes

By night and even by day

 

Wildest winds,

Mirror the courage I have, to not change tack

Give me strength to not look back.

I have been made companion to

The stranger I am.

 

I have yet to see the east

To taste the valley of spices and sweets

And sit beneath the shade ‘til eve

Resting in the sun’s last rays

Bidding the butterflies goodbye

As they

Elude the shadows along their way.

 

And then again, I think about that hill

And that old lonely house that sits there

The cold air that freezes your hair

In the most savage of winter dreams

That country neither here nor there

To which I am a stranger.

 

Wildest winds,

Mirror the courage I have, to not change tack

Give me strength to not look back.

I have been made companion to

The stranger I am.

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