To be, or not to be,
What is the difference?
What is life without death,
Or death without life?
There can be no silence
Without the sound of speech,
And no love,
Without the ability not to love.
Mourn the loss of life,
Celebrate the release of death,
Enjoy the noise of silence,
Fear the emptiness of speech.
Surely every thing
Is only part of a whole,
Opposites are exactly the same,
With no difference at all.
Call me Pandora then,
For I have followed her path,
I opened up the box,
And I must face its wrath.
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