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Nov 2015
I am unremarkable.
Most people are.
I sit in a college lecture room
And these people, beautiful and strange,
They sit here, hearing the same lecture as I.
We are all unremarkable. The kid in the plaid next to me, the girl with short hair a few seats away.
The speaker, the listeners, all unremarkable.
We are terrible writers, horrible singers, terrified people.
We are lovers,we are teachers,we are students.
But we are unremarkable. Every one of us.
We have remarkable moments, few and far between.
But overall, we are nothing.
We are unremarkable.
lavender
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lavender  18/Other/Mars
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