#473-Normal

Not all diamonds are hard.

Or made of carbon.

It’s only us,

Creating dictionaries,

Defining normalcy.

But you and me,

Can’t be described.

We sparkle,

Reflect the world,

Even cry.

Tears drops,

Often overlooked,

Neglected.

Reality,

At times,

Hurts.

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