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Vague

Why are you so vague, they ask.
Are you night or day?
Straight or gay?
Are you normal or insane?
Do you even have a brain?

Why are you so vague, they prod.
Are you black or white?
Wrong or right?
And when you sleep at night
Do you turn off the light?

Why are you so vague, they plead
Can you really see us?
Are you a vagina or a penis?
Perhaps you are a genius?
Why. Are. You. So. Vague.

The Cloudcutter

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