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Jun 2021
Clean inside;
Divine light.
Dark on the surface;
As is all light.

Chaos and Order
Two sides of mine.
We all know this.
Yet know not the Divine.

Barriers broken;
Light and Dark emit:
First One,
Then Two,
Then Ten Thousand Sins.

And here we are;
Looking at light and dark,
Like we know it all,
Like we aren't far.

Here we sit.
Here we think.
Here we idle while our boundaries shrink.

The Shoulders of Giants
They reach so high
But just how high before we die?
Written by
Patrick  22/M
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