Hello, Stranger

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Here I am.

Rickety billboards in my old town

Welcoming me back..

“Hello, stranger.”

Yes, stranger.

Do you know what I find strange?

That this city remembers me.

All of my old haunts,

The places I left my mark,

Are still here.

And that astounds me.

When I left,

I wiped this place from my memory.

I rewrote my idea of “home”.

But I’m back again,

And the rickety billboards in my old town

Welcome me back.

“Hello, Stranger.”

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