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People see them selves as if upon a pedestal.
Some see others like such and treat them that way.
Many are so obsessed they kiss the ground they walk on.
Only few see them for what they are.
Fake, copies, clones nothing more.
They push and strive to be what they think is good.
In a society where nobody is different how do you tell who is who.
Only those who are casted as outsiders true live as a individuals.
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