Two people I see, One wearing white. This person has the scent Of
pure and confidence. The other is opposite, He has the scent of
wear, He is dirty beyond incorrigible. This man is nothing but a
bum. They both stand side by side, Yet they are the same man, One
pure, the other a loser. As I look at them, They have the sense of
philosophy. Different philosophy. Ying and Yang. Good and Bad.
Light and Darkness. Those are they, They are those. As I gaze into
their beings, Another man comes, The same looking man, He is both
dirty yet pure. Curiosity killed the cat. As I went to him, I look
at my life with a sigh, Because, I took the one of both philosophy
And to me, That has made, all the difference.
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