To be a Stranger 

My heart is lonely for those I have not met

My feet wish to take me back to where I’ve never been

Is it strange to miss the touch of one you’ve never felt?

Quite peculiar the mind of a dreamer 

One who longs to go

Remember the unfamiliar places? 

Recall that feeling you’ve never felt?

My heart aches to wander unseen places

My fingers twitch, to touch the face of a dream

If only I could breath the scent of strange cities 

And be a stranger among them 

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