Dilemmas are all that I have-
Within and beyond.
No black or white-
Its all grey-
Dark and light:
Indistinguishable from the other.
Merging into each other-
The two colors;
Creating a hazy picture-
Of my past, present and future.
My journey must end here-
I must go.
I do not have much left in me-
Now stranded I stand,
On the island of my love.
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