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The best sins come in original Or is it something else worth less? Seeing is in the eye of the beholder Or is it beauty or something worse? No one is alike when they are different Never the same when they are changed There are two kinds of people in the world Both of them named Gingerbread According to newspaper sources If you have thoughts original Please keep them to yourself In a jar far from the mainland On a shelf for fermentation One idea can change the world Come in circular or oval, smooth as opal Grown in mushrooms dark Pop with energy when exposed to light All things being equal must mean something Antiques for instance keep their shapes History makes mistakes by aging them Placing values on the rust Makes everything the same, mundane

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