Darkness and Light
Always hand in hand with one another
Yet so far apart.
I see two birds. One light and one dark.
They fly together following each other’s flaps
Feeling the air, untouchable
This world had plans for them
Plans that neither could ever hope to change
For the better it may be, the birds stuck to each other
Then they immediately parted
Both in opposite directions
It wasn’t the fact that both were different that they had to part,
It was that life gave each of them an opportunity to live.
An opportunity to once again
Bind the darkness and light that resides in them.
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