This description of myself not only includes, but holds one void. The first is missing in this odd missive. Try to determine this lost figure, if you be bold.
I be not one, nor the other.
Yet I still do not live in the empty between.
No, I represent the best of both worlds.
Which turned upside down, is the worst of the two.
Studious student
Melodious music-bringer
Cogent contender
But fret not, for I belong not on the throne
The crown is for the Princess, who I only see fit to serve
My home is the forests, on the hills I love best
My home, you see, is the Northwest
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