Gemini
There is no completeness.
Just a conjoined two-parter,
both morose and merry,
poured in equal measure.
Doubled and divided.
A personality duel
both losing and winning.
Enjoyed and loathed the same.
The stars eke this chasm,
disabling self-belief,
turning my happy soul
toward the drear darkness.
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