We’re all cut from the same

We’re all cut from the same cloth, made of the same 92 elements. We’re born, we live, we die. No one is better than you or me. Not your boss, your teacher, your parents, your kids, your friends or your family. We are all born from the death of a star and to the elements we return, to be recycled. We are all the same. If anyone tries to make you feel abnormal, let it slide by you, for we are all made of the same stuff, and ignorance sometimes can’t be helped. Be forgiving, for life is too short as it is and we’ll all be wormfood soon enough.

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We're all cut from the same

^We're all cut from the same cloth, made of the same 92 elements. We're born, we live, we die. No one is better than you or me. Not your boss, your teacher, your parents, your kids, your friends or your family. We are all born from the death of a star and to the elements we return, to be recycled. We are all the same. If anyone tries to make you feel abnormal, let it slide by you, for we are all made of the same stuff, and ignorance sometimes can't be helped. Be forgiving, for life is too short as it is and we'll all be wormfood soon enough.^

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