There is alot more in me than the light and dark you see
They say the soul awakens at three
Truth or myth, waking up now, I find myself at peace
At this hour of night, with only moon and breeze by my side
I feel heard, seen and known
With the light piercing through the window pane
the nature reminds, no night is completely dark
There is alot more in me than the light and dark you see
What am I?
The light that reveals itself in the dark or
the dark that tries to engulf the light?
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