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Ordinary beingsAll are ordinary beings who must keep the peace prestige and power and what it brings give no change to what is ordained I felt my feet on the street still simple what a relief vanity not make me fly lose perhaps my only eyes ordinary beings in ordinary ways like a blossoming flower in full view keep man civil like our laws make us grow not crude life continues and eternal dance a beam of ordinariness,time and chance Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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