I see no terrain
Full of joy and free from pain.
Those reaching heaven may claim to gain,
Yet to reach there you have to be sans air lying plain.
So enjoy both like lightning and rain,
If one scares so loud other helps life to sustain,
Always inseparable and together in twain,
Like husband and wife, united but mostly complain.
Hence both are needed to keep us in the right lane,
Else it's not life, where only one shall remain.
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