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Like a Kaleidoscope

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This morning, I woke up in Cornwall, with no idea how I got there.
I couldn't see the sea from the window, but I could hear the birds.
Strangers knew my name, my secrets, my songs.
And I found I knew theirs.
The streets were familiar, but they weren't the streets I grew up on.
I never grazed knees on those pavements,
Or idled home from school past those street signs.
It was a place removed from childhood,
With eyes I shouldn't know so intimately,
With no idea how they became so sure in my mind,
When they shouldn't even exist.
Started writing this in my head last night as I walked back from my friends house, and I had one of those odd moments where I suddenly questioned 'wait, where the fuck am I?'

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kaboomduck's avatar
I don't know what, but there's just something about this piece that I really love. Maybe it's the flow of it, or the descriptions, or the beautiful llines or whatever. Great job, that's all I can say.