One and Two
Deep within the mind
Opposites entwine
Effulgence shines
As above so below
The feminine enshrined
The masculine entwines
The dance of life and death
The leaving of all regrets
Behind
Camps are many
But victories are few
Shooting your little bows and
Arrows at the moon
You sway with loquacious swoon
Still fixed your worthless wordiness
Like a scabbard and sword abhors
The common few who
Carry the banner of the world
Ignored
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Too much intellectual pride and not enough intellectual beauty
To Thine own Self be True
The Frost performs its secret ministry,Unhelped by any wind. Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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