Self And Soul - Poem by Mihaela Pirjol
Two faces of the same coin.
Is diurnal, loud, and logical.
Is nocturnal, whispering intuitively.
One belongs to Will.
The other: to Fate.
In our old age, they shall meet;
And recognise each other:
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