All This Way
I came all this way
To gain some perspective,
But coming all this way
Made my senses defective.
I’m so out of place.
This isn’t a new page.
Its so utterly strange,
I don’t recognize my own face.
But I can’t go back.
It’s me who has changed now.
Like getting white from black;
I would, if I just knew how.
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