Confused (an acrostic poem)

Can’t stand those Others

Others are genetic wastes

Nothing good ever comes from them

Fed up with having to deal with them

Useless is the best thing you could say about them

Still when I lost my wallet yesterday, an Other gave it back to me

Everything was still inside of it

Don’t know why this makes me feel uncomfortable

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