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I was displaced
I never saw it coming
There were no storm clouds on the horizon
No red skies in the morning in warning.
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I never saw it coming
I was just suddenly displaced
I found myself in a Mahanaim
A long long way from home.
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I do not belong here, I cried
I was made for a different place
This place is not my pace
This place is not my home.
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I want to be back in yesterday
I want to be back home
They speak a different language here
And my soul is longing for its home.
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~~~~~~~©2012 susan williams
Displaced
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