I am going with two persons,
Night and day.
I am fighting with two persons,
Time and patience.
Two persons are looking at me,
The sun and the moon.
Two persons are giving me life,
The air and the water.
I am on this earth and under the sky,
I know them as two persons.
My mother and my father are two persons
They are my creator and maintainer.
I am in between the truth and the false,
And I am ever ready to go with the former.
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