Though I do not know you,
I love who and what you are.
You are perfect all your own,
Whether near me or far.
Be you light or be you dark,
Be you kind or be you cruel,
Be you matter or be you energy,
I care not, for I am dual.
We each have both good and evil,
Each may play hot and cold,
But I love you and accept you,
Soft and sweet or sour and bold.
Nothing you say can change my mind,
And curse me out if you will,
Or think that I am blind,
But expression shall know you better than I ever will.
As the fire burns, my spirit falls.
I fall into the body I've been given.
Though I await death patiently,
I dream of a new life.
Such a life that never grants death.
Such a life what always is beautiful.
Such a life which I can truly live.
Such a life where obligation is imaginary.
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