I am mix-up of opposites
Life and death
I play see-saw
After each breath
Between two breaths
I see a gap
When the body sleeps
But I am awake
From worldly worries
I take a break
I just transgress
I change my dress
Between the two realms
Every moment I roam
My dear friends
I have two homes
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Yes, I agree. In everything, we have been given 2 options opposite to each other, life and death, breathe in and breathe out, sleep and move, etc, etc.