Never Been a Native

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I wonder what it’s like

To be a native of Some Place…

…because I’m not.

—–

Though born in Argentina,

Not quite Argentinean.

People stare at me.

I don’t blame them.

I look different.

Though growing up in Paraguay,

Not quite a Paraguayan.

People laugh at my accent.

I don’t blame them.

I speak differently.

Though looking like a Korean,

Not quite a Korean.

People expect me to be like them.

I don’t blame them.

I look like them.

—–

Never been a native,

Never will I be…

…until that blessed day

Abba calls me Home.

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