He is sanity;
He is madness.
He is serene;
He is a mess.
He is darkness;
He is light.
He is day;
He is night.
He is perfect;
He is flawed.
He is a man;
He is a god.
He is gentle;
He is tough.
He is kind;
He is rough.
He is silence;
He is sound.
He is the sky;
He is the ground.
But it does not matter
Who he is, or who he is not,
Because in the end,
He is all I have got.
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Fragments of 3:00 AM Thoughts
PuisiBecause my deepest thoughts occur when I am all alone, unable to fall asleep.
