---I visit a busy street
Amidst all the unfamiliar faces,
I try to find a face,
that could for a moment make me feel nostalgic.
---I try to talk with them
Dejected
I come back
---I try to join a group
I feel like a secluded drop of oil in water,
in search of another droplet to mingle.
I come back.
---Maybe its all my fault
Maybe I am a bit too dense,
to mingle with them.
To disappear among their ideas, so eased out.
---I try. TRY
For days altogether.
And then.
I learn to ease out.
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---Now every face I see,
seems so familiar.
Every person my family.
Every group my home.
I learn to rely on them.
Every moment,
I make a toast to life,
for giving me such a big home.
CHEERS!!!!
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---One day,
I don't know why?!
I feel weak.
I need some help, DESPERATELY.
---But,
I am unperturbed.
For I have such a big home.
I go to my busy street.
---I see all those familiar faces.
.
.
And suddenly
They DiSaPpEaR!!!
"Hey wait", I cry.
"I don't recognize you anymore", they say.
---I see all those unfamiliar faces
"Neither do I", I think.
Probably,
the one I knew are hidden,
beneath these masked strangers.
---I feel weak
and again
My Hope, My Home,
is gone.
I spit and move on.

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---I return to my original house,
My first home.
The house isn't as big.
But the home is huge.
---I feel all my weaknesses.
.
.
And suddenly
they DiSaPpEaR!!!!
---"CHEERS!!!", I say.
I have found a new home in an old one.
I have rediscovered
and realized
My True-Home
and beneath its very roof
"My True Self"