dark as a fickle ivy
both the sting of the poison
and the drops of remedy
are found behind the only door-
don't open it yet.
time is in my hands to manipulate.
for that it seems what remains down below
stands as if-
weaker than what is above,
know that it only an illusion is,
where your heart truly remains
for the balance
and the elimination of division.
truth stands for and next to 'being' 
and 'being one', only. 

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