Conflict
Wrestle in confusion
For the seed of resolution
While the answer is out of reach,
No relief from the anguish of the breach.
Debated element by element
And is necessary for human development,
Guarded with knowledge
Are the lessons we do salvage.
Sometimes lenient,
Sometimes strict
Is the state of conflict.
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