Sonnet of Twilight's Balance Tipped
Each of us shadows of what is inside
Light uniquely hued once our sparks ignite
In divider's shadow what could divide?
In true love's shadow what could shine as bright?
This EM field parsing purple from green
If light can be pulled and paired there is hope
These yellow cones pulling hope from red seen
Four bright eyes and bold hands letting down rope
These cities we live in are not evil
They are crowded and loud and misaligned
With nonsense bring chaos' upheaval
Disparate will, once bloomed, will cities bind
At the inflection point parity found
So that bound within might ground with no sound
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