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Reality


Nothing is perfect,

For the reason that things aren’t the same,

 

Things are not the same,

Because they are different,

 

Things are different,

Because we choose for them to be,

 

We choose,

Because it is our right,

 

It is our right,

Because we were born to be different, not perfect.

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