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Chapter 32 - Average

There was once a time when I longed to be special

I believed that I had a special fate stored for me

That my life would be different than that of others

I told myself that I wouldn't end up becoming average, no matter what.

To be average means to be comfortable

To be average means to not catch anyone's eye

To be average means to be boring

But I'm even less that average right now.

-20's-

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