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Strange ground

He opened the door 
I looked to the floor 
I was in my country 
That is, technically 
But it felt so different 
A moment in front 
In a time where finally
I was to potentially 
See what it looked like 
If to his world I did hike
He led me through 
To a place I knew 
There was a change
And it felt so strange 
Nothing had altered
My mind had faltered
I had been here before 
When I'd wanted more 
Now I was confused 
About why I had used
So much of my mind's time 
Expecting it to be sublime 
When in all honesty 
It was just so unholy 
It felt so strange 
I had to change 
I could feel it in me
I had to set him free
We're not meant to be 

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