Back in Strange Streets Like a cat lost on the unknown streets, I find myself back in strange lands. Familiar yet different, although as I still remember, The words still flow from my hands. Deeper the cat explores, figuring all that it can, While I explore the lists, its people, and those stranger still. I find nothing that catches the eye, which doesn't surprise, It seems I must still climb that unbelievable hill.
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