Oh what a gift it is
to roam foreign lands
to learn about myself
by someone else hands
To fill my heart with ache
that is not only mine
to find between pages
a new reason to shine
Heal my heart with words,
given to the broken
even it's not me
for whom they were spoken
To feel so very deeply
and set my mind free
to laugh and scream and grow with
this stranger that is me
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