Rain, wet and unrelenting
Sun, so hot and dazzling
Dreams of misty, cool rain
And rides in an airconditioned train
Skylines of harsh, cold concrete
Valleys of lush, green meadows
Thunderstorms over a thrashing sea
Beaches of soft, golden sand
Babies at birth, joy abound,
Death bed a-calling, woe surround
Youth, fresh as a first bloom
Aged, feelings of gloom and doom
We thrive in opposites, love and hate
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