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Jun 2021
I am a common man,
With a common touch.
I take my meals,
With a common cup.

With a common brain,
With a commen sense.
I view the world,
Threw a common lens.

I do common work,
With common men.
I sigh my deeds,
With a common pen.

I am a common man,
With a common heart.
I make my day,
With a common start.

With common hair,
And a common face.
I breathe common air
From a common place.

I have common struggles,
I have common falls.
Yet, most think themselves different,
That I'm not very common at all.
Arthur Blank
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Arthur Blank  29/M/Michigan
(29/M/Michigan)   
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