How can the expected be yet so unexpected?
How can the world be so cliche and stereotypical without remorse or understanding?
A melting pot of calling ourselves what we wish to be rather than what we are.
How can the expected be yet so unexpected?
How can the world be so cliche and stereotypical without remorse or understanding?
A melting pot of calling ourselves what we wish to be rather than what we are.
This is not poetry
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