Out of compassion
You appear, I know.
You are compassionate
Upon the fallen souls.
You say everything
Is to give and nothing
Is to take.
Who is happy you ask
And you answer one who is
Peaceful and contended.
You are the light you say,
You are also the dark you add.
And you explain the difference
In your own way for benefits of all.
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