how different we all are
despite being
of the same blood, coming
from the same
mother and father.
one eats too much, one starves.
one smart, one reckless.
one dull, a few dumb in the common
sense department,
but book smart.
three calm and reasonable, three
emotional messes
forever on the therapist couch.
you would think that baked
from the same ball of dough
that we'd all be the same
when coming out of the oven,
but no, not so.
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