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Shadow dances of light and dark, the tension brews, A clash of opposites that spiral, twisting through the void, Where bright and shadow weave threads in cosmic hues, Forces unseen, yet felt, a future truth to be deployed. The spark within, divine, entangled in the clay, A beacon faint beneath the weight of earthly chains, Yet through the strife, essence yearning finds its way, From depths of night's realms, purest light reclaims. Two forces meet, a cosmic play of love and hate, An eternal pulse that drives the wheel of life and death, Through conflict fierce, a path unfolds, an altered state, Where unity arises from the struggle’s breath. True self, divine ineffability, bound 'tween poles of power, Seeks liberation from the snares of flesh and time, In every clash, the seeds of freedom’s blooming flower, Reveal a glimpse of realms beyond the mortal climb. Ascend, converge, where all opposites dissolve, Into the singular, the pure, the boundless One, In synthesis, the soul’s true nature will evolve, A merging bright, where dark and light are both undone. Through trials vast, the hidden truth begins to dawn, The dance of duality that binds, yet sets us free, In merging opposites, a new creation drawn, The timeless essence joined in perfect unity