Half-and-Half

A lone Silhouette,
He rejects the moonlight, substituting his own.

The silhouette of the silhouette,
It embraces the sun, but wishes for the moon.

Hovering above them, the moon stares,
Wondering, pondering.

For why does the silhouette waste practice,
Practice for something he cares not for?

For what reason does the silhouette of this silhouette
both wish to live, and wish to perish?

Mindless destruction.

Thoughtless strategizing.

Both form to make a pure circle,
Together, they become Whole.

As the moon sets, the sun shines,
Shines upon the Ruined area by the River,
Shines upon the neat nature past that,
Shines upon the group of Sleeping, Whole individuals.

Perhaps when the moon and the sun converse,
The Essence shall ignite and shun the Obscurity.

A lone Silhouette,
He rejects the sunlight, yet strides towards it.

The silhouette of the silhouette,
It embraces the Sihlouette, but unknowingly rejects the Sleepers.

He dissapates to ponder it another day.

The End

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