Two Of Me

I am more me now

Than I’ve ever been

Yet each time I read a phrase

From what I once was

I cannot tell by how much pain

There seems to be in a word I once wrote

Ancient and present

Me intertwined

Born as one yet so different from each other

One born of pain

Me born of joy of unfathomable love

One defined by pain,

Another of a supreme power

Yet one cannot be without the other.

 

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