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A poem about balance in all things. |
| The solar son Lunar daughter Two in one The light of day The goddess of night Hand in hand Creating balance Father Time’s players Turning days Making months Creating seasons Turning years Together they are a unit Together they secure balance Together in a marriage Two that never meet ‘cept at dusk and dawn So close they can nearly touch each other But destined to always be alone. Day and night Light and dark Summer and winter Till the end of days. |