Sometimes the panacea
You are the love that
Kills, resurrectsCalms, agitates
Denies, satiates
Existence; its diverse facets
No longer the white light
You are a million shades of grey
I, who was the darkest black,
Am no longer a void
For you are not you
But a part of me
As I am a part of you.
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