From the cradle's hour I have been
a something that no-one has yet before seen
devoid of all class and classification
an uneven number in humanity's calculation
different but yet the same as any other
a yearning spirit longing for acceptance from another

And travelling a path opposite to where normality's seed lies sown
there shall I continue to walk
I
alone

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