Ordinary
we can’t all be wizards and unicorns
but oh! how i wish it were true
that i could vanish in a cloud of
glitter and crafty skill
and reappear
on the other side of
impending doom
with no fear of consequence or circumstance
because i’m greater than great
i’d sparkle and gallop and wave my wooden wand
but, alas, twas not to be my fate
i’m ordinary
usual
dare i say bland
with an extra helping of no magic
no lightning rod in my hand
i’m neither hero
nor villain
just bystander number 1
living hour to hour
from glowing sun to glowing sun
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