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I may be a fun choco –chip,
A crush of strawberry, Maybe exotic almond fudge, Plain old vanilla is so not me! I am not vanilla Who defines normal anyway? I am unique, I am different, From everyone, in every way. Just ‘cause I don’t dress like u Or ‘cause I don’t shout, It doesn’t mean I don’t think, That I don’t have my doubts. Inside this human body Lies a restless soul Alive with passion and energy Where life can’t take its toll.
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