Darkness
(poems go here) darkness falls, darkness rises, clouds of gray and black, impostors. The dark light finally turn into light and it rises, wisdoms speaks, and freedom rings, the light always puts down the black, the darkness, not know that the are equal and balanced, a perfect young and yang. Peace cannot exist without chaos.
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