Different
Stranger
in
This strange
land,
Garbled
tongues
I do not
understand,
How I
cling
Like to
like,
Birds of a
feather,
Yet still seek
likeness
In the
foreign,
For
under
Skin, and customs,
And
words,
You find
the same
Strength, and
faith,
And
love.
Different
isn’t
So
different
After all.
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