They are the sophisticated, they are the nice
I am the misfit, I am the vice
They make rules, they keep order
I break rules, I thrive in disorder
They are the genesis, the cream at the top
I am the anti-thesis, the residual crop
They have it all, yet they fear their fall
I have only the ground, yet I dare make the call

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