That is just how they are.
Left-handed and right-handed,
Black and white,
Colourful and colourless.
Is it true that those are all?
The lacking side knows.
Contrary.
From the way they are treated,
From the way they are looked,
From the way they are judged.
There the Mary Sue, swirling in pride with all the coziness.
There the unnamed, squatting in dejection with all cold breeze brushes the skin-- forcing it to dry and die.
The flawless and the flawed, which can be seen-- even from the other side of the sea.
Saddening-- and maddening world.
On the other hand,
Happening-- and fascinating world. For Mary Sue.
And they say they are civilised.
Political rabids.
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