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Posted on October 17, 2017March 28, 2021

On hearing of his death, Gord Downie’s words dance through my head:

I am a stranger
You can’t see me
I am a stranger
Do you know what I mean?

On a secret path
The one that nobody knows
And I’m moving fast
On the path that nobody knows

And what I’m feelin’
Is anyone’s guess
What is in my head
And what’s in my chest
I am a stranger.

Gord Downie, The Secret Path, 2016

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