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In the clamor, I ask questions none dare voice
Requesting data no one thought to seek
Against the tide, I make my own choice
Their whispers turn facts, though they're but meek
An alien or an unloved duckling I seem
A phantom in reality's harsh light
Yet in my heart, a radiant dream
To sparkle like a star in the night
But standing out feels like salted cabbage wilted
Or peas soaked in vinegar's sour plight
A path to brilliance is thus quilted
In divergence lies my strength and might