Ordinary
S Sandra Osborne
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Ordinary.
Always wanted to be,
Ordinary.
A quiet wind
That no one feels.
A quiet flower,
Among the daisies
In the field.
Still,
Not hard to be special,
Different, from the rest;
With different rules
For an ordinary test.
Yet It would be fun,
To blend in, just the same.
An ordinary face,
With an ordinary name.
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