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The Maimed

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I tried to compare


Two people.


Two eyes,


Two hands,


Two feet-

They both seemed alike.


The culture,


The language,


The souls;

could not be understood-

Nothing is truly comparable.

Sameness.

It’s something I am told I should

want: Unattainable


Unrealistic


Unclear.

What can be gained from being

alike, I am not willing

to learn.

Normalcy and perfection cannot be found


here


nor there


nor anywhere.

Those who are perfectly normal shall cast their judgment.

Perfection is peerless.

The last perfect man was


crowned,


condemned and


killed.

One can only appear perfect among the maimed.

Yet- We are all maimed.





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