What do you do

When you meet the

Other half of your

Meteor and they

Don’t recognize you?

They think you’re

Some rock from space ?

How do you explain

To composite minerals

Proportioned as your own

That you are kindred

When they are somehow

Convinced you are

Sandstone and dirt

Some clay mixture native

To this earth

Here I am, an alien

Wandering searching for

My homeland

Even the rock that

Made me doesn’t

Know who I am

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