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I am a person with two souls sometimes,
One inevitably strong, confident
Other a weak
But I embrace both.

One wants me to try everything.
Other a timid one
But both my side
Yearning me to accept them

A rustic one says fuck tears
But then fool still sulks into tears
How I expect to stay unbiased
Yet i succumb to second.

There are times when both unites to one,
That moment i don't oscillate
I am a one happy soul
With nothing to decide.
A moment when two becomes one, perfect timing.
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