Sometimes, I wonder what Is normal. Then I realize that it depends on the angle.

Noticing an unusual situation
We start to recognize
just what is going on
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It can not all be wrong
But some of it is out there
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Seeming strange
Way past normal
My mind engages
Contents rearranging
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Words apprehensive
Soon caught up in emotion
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They could be offensive
If taken the wrong way
But a part of it we need
to survive
For progress
It can also please us
All of life
Will flow best
If we can believe it
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The unknown feels right at home
Thick-skinned we stay in the zone
We work our days down to the bone
Sometimes it will make sense
Sometimes it won’t
Life is unusual
like we have always known