In the hush of night and the roar of day,
Two worlds entwine in a ethereal ballet.
A dance of duality, a paradox of sight,
Where shadows kiss the edges of light.
In every heart, a battle so keen,
Between whispers of what is and what could have been.
The gentle lull of peace, the fierce cry of strife,
The duality of every soul, the essence of life.
In the mirror’s face, two sides are shown,
One bathed in light, the other unknown.
A reflection of truth, a silhouette of dreams,
A canvas painted in reality’s streams.
In the silence of solitude, in the clamor of crowds,
Duality dwells in the quiet and loud.
In laughter that echoes, in tears that hide,
In every emotion that stirs inside.
In the sky’s deep blue, in the storm’s fierce gray,
In the despair of night, in the hope of day.
In the stars that glitter, in the clouds that weep,
In the secrets the universe silently keeps.
In love’s warm embrace, in the chill of despair,
In moments of grace, in the depths of disrepair.
Duality lives in the heart’s every beat,
In the moments of victory, in the sting of defeat.
So let us dance with the shadows, let us dance with the light,
In this endless waltz, this exquisite plight.
For in understanding duality, in embracing its play,
We find the harmony of night and day.
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