A man lost in a place he know well,
suddenly everything if strangely unfamiliar.
The signs on the streets,
its all so peculiar.
Alone in a place with no friend to share his experience,
a brand new existence looms.
He finds a safe ground where he tries his hardest to hide,
Greeted by a grand resistance,
not even the ground will hold him.
Gathering pieces of his fractured mind,
trying his hardest to comprehend.
No clues have been laid out to find,
the overall trend are gone.
Elusive are the reasons to explain why this new world unfolds,
the changing of seasons,
new stories to be lived.
Deciding to make the best of his lack of understanding,
He becomes a new man,
As the flowers are blossoming.
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