No Two Are the Same
Some say ridiculous,
but it phases me not.
Sometimes acting frivolous,
but only when I am distraught.
Most of the time, working with diligence,
along with everything I have been taught.
Does this sound ambiguous?
I apologize if that's what you thought.
The truth is I am human, don't you see?
What I am, you cannot be.
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