At the heart of every city beats love and hatred in delicate symmetry:
love, urging selfless acts, accountability and forgiveness without discrimination;
hatred, tempting vengeance, false elixir numbing past, present and future misery.
These forces undulate in their endless quest for domination.
From the heart of every city rise powerful agents:
those of hatred, embodying resentment and destruction, foremost blights;
those of love, embodying acceptance and preservation, fair and patient.
These forces inevitably collide, observers polarized by their respective might.
At the height of such conflict, can love and hatred help but converge?
For in dark slumbers light and in light slumbers dark.
Loving agents, wracked by sacrifice, may in hatred find themselves submerged;
feasting off grief and despair, humanities' innermost demons lark.
Alas! Love and hatred cannot within wholesome agents intertwine!
Sullied agents such dubious union defines; sullied agents suffer punishment divine!
Anonymous
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