people

by

Lindsay Trenton

Everybody is not the same
And not just by their name
Different color eyes
Although most of them can cry
Now hair
That’s not something we all share
So when you see someone different walking down the street
Don’t laugh and stomp your feet.
So anyway, I would just like to comment
That, hey, everybody is different.

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Why don't you look at Flying as Intended
by: Frank Valentyn
from: Johannesburg, Gauteng, South Africa

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