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  I am no one to be called normal, I am not normal. I am a man who has the experience of a 100 year old, I am no one to be told what is or how is, I am one, I am many I am someone. I only have two arms two legs and two eyes, but I have many toes.

I am lonely I am not, I am white I am brown, my face dose not ever let a frown keep me from having fun all around, so no I am not depressed or confused I am secure and sure.

The fault in out stars is great, and my emotions feel like they’re getting laid, yes its strange yes its true I am the one who knocks.

Knocks things out of my way, people out of my circle, my money in my pocket and my jewels in a rocket just in case a robber try’s to take the only beautiful thing I have left,

I am a human, I am A soul I am Antonio.