I think there are only three protagonists
In the world and two of them
Are sworn enemies of the third
Two lies that want to divide
The world between them
One a dreamer and one a schemer
Who deny any middle way
Any common ground between
Pure spirit and simple matter
As if there was only night and day
One life one death to chose
Forgetting the one who walks
The razor's edge between them
Freely holding sway
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