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Weirdos


I look at you 

They look at me

You look away

Why?

I'm not awful

I don't hurt others

I have friends

Right?

Aren't I supposed to be considered as normal?

You are

I am

I think

Unless we are all weirdos

That would be different.

Are you weird?

Problably

They stare at you now

You don't make eye contact

I pity you

Now I am of a higher rank

And you have fallen far below

Goodbye

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