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My cognition scrolled on tabula rasa__
 
 
Left brain makes love to the right
Positive always smiles at the negative
Male but such a fool for the female
Up needs to take a long look at down
Analytical attempts to be more creative
Logical tries hard to feel it's intuition
Precise begins to see more general
Detached starts to connect empathetic
Scientific practically thinks heuristic
Literal beginning to move figurative
Sequential parts have become irregular
Objective looks inside the subjective
Outer world finds another inner world
Conscious digs into the subconscious
Voluntary decides to be involuntary
Active has now been made passive
Animus was guided into anima
Being shall always be becoming
I was never very far from me
 
 
My shadow never catches up to myself__