A truth that lies, exists unseen,
Persistently, a mystery keen.
Beginning at the end, we see,
Light illuminates the dark, yet be.
Darkness tries to hide the spark,
A wild scream of silence stark.
Eternity within a spot,
A paradox, tightly wrought.
A truth that's false, a living die,
Contradictions that never die.
Within this realm, opposites play,
A dance of night entwined with day.
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Yasemin Yiğit Kuru
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Truly inspiring!