Introducing
A white rose blooms, defying the night...
A white rose blooms, defying the night,
A black rose stays silent, standing in the light.
One longs for the sun, the other for shade,
Yet both are born from the same embrace.
This is the dance of contrasts, an endless cycle,
We are neither whole nor completely gone.
Two infinities giving birth to each other,
Neither black stands alone, nor white ever fades.
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