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Incredibly Common

I don’t want the same hair-cut

as every other idiot in this town.

I don’t want to wear the same clothes.

I don’t want to talk the same;

or make the same bad jokes.

I don’t want to be like them

in so many ways.

I want to be unique.

I want to be special.

I want to be an individual.

. . .

I want

the same thing

that so many other Americans want . . .

to feel like an individual;

to feel different then the rest of our society;

to be seen and feel recognized for being different.

My hunger to be an individual

makes me

just like

the rest of


My desire to be unique

makes me




-C.H. 7.15.23

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