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Time and Water

You catch them staring.

Watching you.

Judging you?

Saying with their eyes

"You're different"

as loudly as if they had actually spoken.

They watch your walk

and hear your talk

but try to hide it.

Still, you can see the way

their eyes quickly shift

when you glance up.

Some slide to the ground

and some just look around

as if their glance

only by chance

happened to pass you.

But once you look away

a magnet turns back on,

and you're the metal.

And it's true that you stick out,

You're new here.

New and strange, you make a sight

for lazy eyes to land on.

You're like a rough rock

thrown into a running river,

Still not smooth

Nor made to match

The other stones

that have been rounded

By time and water.

But soon enough

Every stone thrown in a stream

Starts wearing down.

It won't be very long

Before You smooth out as well

And soon your turn will come

To look and listen.

For there will always be

a New rough rock.

A foreigner that took a turn,

and somehow landed in the river

to be changed and worn and smoothed

By time and water.