I am . . . Human
I am human,
not some mutant.
Just because I am ordinary,
doesn't mean I am not extraordinary.
I am but a speck on this earth,
though I do not think that is a curse.
I am a small part of something large and beautiful,
though it may not always be truthful.
I am not perfect,
people find me perplexed.
I am courageous,
at my best I am outrageous.
I am often left behind,
but I still remember to be kind.
I am forgiving,
looking past many misgivings,
Until I am gone,
Forgive me god.
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