Contradiction
(poems go here) Abstract is the mind, the greatest weapon held in our arsenal, born from the coexistence of the brain and heart. Contradiction is constant. Enemies, they fight to the death; A ceasing battle. Logic. Following the heart’s desire. To be without either is not to be at all.
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