Title: Valgfritt

Text: Though I try crying out until I lose my voice, it's a silent outcry. That I'm different, it's palpable. Risen to the top by playing fair, I tilt my head in confusion and hit my chest in frustration. It's such a big, wide world, and such narrow minds people have. We don't necessarily have to be the same, but why is it a sin to be different? Beyond age, beyond gender, beyond nationality. Perhaps this is homework for everyone, that the victim of prejudice is no one else but us. Hver avsnitt vil være en test.

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