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Time is a witness -- night and day don’t get along. Immiscible like water and oil. Either you are black, white, or don’t belong, A dandelion drowning in a sea of soil. There’s always an ultimatum, a dichotomy,   A ****** war of who's wrong or right. Discord reigns supreme with sole autonomy, When, in fact, the answer lies in twilight. There is no such thing as absolutes In a world as rich and diverse as this one. It takes wisdom to know what constitutes A solution to the question of who won? The answer is not black, nor white, but gray, A compromise where both sides have a say.
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May 26, 2015
May 26, 2015 at 3:15 AM UTC
The Answer Lies in Twilight
Time is a witness -- night and day don’t get along. Immiscible like water and oil. Either you are black, white, or don’t belong, A dandelion drowning in a sea of soil. There’s always an ultimatum, a dichotomy,   A ****** war of who's wrong or right. Discord reigns supreme with sole autonomy, When, in fact, the answer lies in twilight. There is no such thing as absolutes In a world as rich and diverse as this one. It takes wisdom to know what constitutes A solution to the question of who won? The answer is not black, nor white, but gray, A compromise where both sides have a say.
daniel-ospina
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May 26, 2015
May 26, 2015 at 3:15 AM UTC
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