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I left home young. I return old;
Speaking as then, but with hair grown thin;

And the children, meeting me, do not know me.
They smile and say: \"Stranger, where do you come from?\"

In the end of 2011, I back home, and saw the poem in my Dell inspiron 6400 battery. Also I have this feeling. Now I am the stranger of hometown.

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