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Ambiguous, that is what I am.

It is uncut and unclear as to where I stand.

I can be this; I can be that.

A dark abyss that changes at the drop of a hat.

I am the embodiment of the unknown.

I lack a label; I have yet to find a zone.

I dwell in the myriad amounts of possibilities.

I thrive knowing I can utilize all my abilities.

Lost is what I am, or so I've been told.

But I am not lost, I am uncontrolled.

My spirit is unrestricted. It is pliable and it bends.

My soul is free to move about with the wind.