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I Feel Blue

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Really proud of this one!
A little insight. I compared human beings to pens. In human society, we are either "normal" or we're not. Anything that makes a person stand out even the slightest bit or makes him an exception also robs him of his normality. 
I have compared such human emotions to that of a blue pen, different and not "normal" than the other "normal" black pens. Someone who stands out in the crowd. Unfortunately, his exceptionality results in his downfall. 
Hope you enjoy!All Rights Reserved

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