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I Am The Stranger.

I am a stranger,

so very strange,

in the town I live in

today, in the circle

and support group

I inhabit and even

if you look at my old

school report card

for Religious Education

during third year;

it will simply be scrawled,

who is Ian Hall?

I am a stranger, no sense, full of nonsense,

known only for dreadful dress sense

occasionally,

I am the stranger in my own thoughts,

I am the stranger lost in my own concept