Perfectly Normal

Perfect and Normal, hand and hand,

Neither exists at all.

Try to gain one, try to gain both,

Try and you will fall.

How could there be a normal?

No one is the same!

How could someone be perfect?

It's just normal by another name!

This is true for everyone:

To be human is to be flawed,

The only perfect, normal one

Was the only Son of God.

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