Paradox of a Person
I walk in shadow.
I walk in light.
I have been cruel.
I have been kind.
What makes me like this?
How do I hurt those I love and console those I hate?
I have done this and more.
Why?
I don’t know.
How?
I don’t know.
I have hated myself for these things and loved myself as well.
I am lost in the shadow.
I am blinded in the light.
Who am I?
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