A love for pure white
The entire source of the worlds light
Think about it, if you could,
How it's embodies our idea of what is good.
Sun in our skies
The beautiful promise of no more lies.
A darkness so deep
No happiness to keep
Because the absence of empathy
Is the metaphor of what is to be
Moon in the night
The stage for most of the worlds fright.
One cannot be without their counterpart
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