π In the Edge of Light
He burns by the day, she blooms at night, Still they meet in the edge of light. If one stays angry, another calms the fight, If one stays silent, another excites β being bright. If one is flower, another is soil, If one walks straight, another may coil. If one is blessing, another a boon, If you are sun, I am your moon.
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