until light appeared
it was
blanket of being
that cannot be seen
because there is
nothing else
And light appeared
pushing him to the edges
against the edges of her brightness
he found himself
called darkness
the thin dividing line
gave both being
his absence a something
always there
duality in oneness
always encroaching against each other
always terribly divided
what comes before
doesn't
matter
the unity has no name
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