Time passes, a game of tag -
Between the sun and moon
Dark and light -like my soul
Fighting to keep control
Grasping, not wanting to slip away
Scorching heat - searing cold
Burning into my thoughts, my being
Each lingering - shaping me
But which am I?
Darkness colours me -
Light guides me!
The balance delicate - each biding its time
Waiting for that one moment - The slight gain
Lending one the victory
The weight determining my future!
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