Thine shadows,
Black and white.
Can't stay together
They always fight.
White is subtle,
Can't be seen.
The better half
It tries to redeem.
Black is strong,
Is too loud.
Overpowers white
Which is short and stout.
Black and white
Two brothers
One goes for a thing
Another for another.
They do fight
They do quarrel,
But of knowledge
They got the best barrel.
For thine self can't be there,
If there is no light,
And white can't be thede without black
Black not without white.
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