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The Stranger who is the Other Me

The Stranger Who is the Other Me By: Tyner Twine She looks at the stranger who is the other me, And treats her more of the flesh than I’ll never be. She looks –and loves— the face she only wants to see Right at the reflection of the girl that was never me. She looks at that stranger who is the other me, And sees the child she wanted but believes I could never be. She lifts the stranger’s light for all the world to see, And covered the other with the shadow that was always me. And here the other’s other me lay await, For a sign, a change of heart and a change of gait. But try as I might I’m resigned to never be free Of the truth that she loves the stranger more Than she could ever bring herself to try and love me. And now the truth so resigned and clear for all the world to see Is that, indeed, it will always be, for this nurturer, the beloved stranger That was never me.

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Date: 4/9/2014 12:22:00 PM
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