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Fork

I’ve always been a fork.

You’ve always been a spoon.

We’re quite different,

And live under the same moon.

 

If you wanted me to be something else

Like for example a knife

I would not choose it,

For being a fork is my life

 

But its not that important,

Because we’re all made of metal

Just like every breed of flowers,

Whereas most have petals

 

So you see, each race is alike

Each group made from the same thing,

The ingredients very similar,

Whether its skin or fur or wings

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About talkinboutnothing

Media & Journalism graduate who likes to rant about society.

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