You step into an acquaintance’s house for the first time, and discover that everything — from the furniture, to the books, to the art on the wall — is identical to your home. What happens next.

Your house same as mine,

Your books same as mine,

Even the color of the walls,

Oh gosh, same as mine.

The wind chimes are the same,

Same is the art on the wall,

The garden and the plants are the same,

Same is the sound of feet in the hall.

Oh stranger, are you really a stranger,

Or is this a different life,

Are your parents also the same

Maybe I got lucky this time.

Mine I lost a while ago,

I don’t mind the imitation at all.

If our parents are also same,

I will be so happy, give them a call.