Two fish swam together, side by side;
One white, the other black.
Light and shadow, in their perpetual dance;
A sun rises as another sets.
The Ocean is vast and deep, and they swam, pushing against the currents;
One day, hoping to meet.
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He sat and heard the crickets chirp
He waited and saw the fireflies dance
The sun set and he felt a breeze
His hand gripped the Earth, dirt cascading from his fingers to the gentle grass.
He took a deep breath and smiled, as he knew summer was at an end.
Crimson red fades to midnight blue
Caught in twilight, night wakes
Breathing, calculating, ever holding
Dreams stir and the world begins to turn
Shadows creep, daylight seeps.
Tomorrow seems so far, yet the first hint of morning’s light.
Morning. Morning has come and gone.
One side pushed, the other pulled.
Like waves, they danced.
Without one, the other could not exist.
A tide set to its own rhythm.
In perfect balance, the water sparkled on moonlit shores.
A storm brewed in the distance.
Where one saw chaos, another saw calm.
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Another title with no words. "Push and Pull" Nothing more than an idea, now fully brought to life. Initially meant to be a full fledged article, now a poem. Why? It's a complicated idea best told in simplicity. I also thought it would be the perfect experiment. This poem can be read top down and bottom up all the while still making sense and slightly shifting the perspective. A fun idea extremely difficult to execute.
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To the Moon 
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