Uncommon
Walking path,
Human.
Same realm,
Yet ,
Two genders,
Bodily form remain true in the Creator's Hand.
Nevertheless,
Heart breaks the boundaries,
Commonness.
Deja Vu lives,
But,
The soul adds spice of exceptional being.
Spirit choice the predestine road of extraordinary,
Or simply,
Living in the norm of things.
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