A wise man once told me
While staring into a flame
Every man has two dogs inside
That fight in order to gain
An advantage over each other
One is dark and one is light
They've been battling since the day you were born
Since you learned wrong from right
"Which one wins" I asked him
His wizened eyes locked on me
"I thought it would be obvious son,
It's whichever one you feed."
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