Bright and dark
Are the colours of the heart
Stories are written from the depths of either
Until one is lost
Nothing is beautiful in the heart
Tears of the heart are beautiful
As beautiful as the laughter
The lost are the found
The found may never be the lost
The never lost are lost
Lost never to be found
The seeker has no map
Just desire and despair
Dancing the eternal dance
Of yin and Yang
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