Original
I am original like everyone else
One of John Green's "unique" characters
Piled up on the shelf
We live in an age where conformity
Is sticking out, what a lark!
I cannot dream of the calamity
If we all were obsessed with a spark
A light of eccentricity
A blog in the night
Some weird hair dye
Or a cause to fight
We are all rebelling
By refusing to stick in
We are original characters
and each others' twin
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