Black.


The blackness of night
the grimness of love.
All that seems to be light-
Is darkened by the depths of hate and above.

The coldness of ice;
The burning of fire,
Everything that will suffice
Will soon be under desire.

Nothing in life
will be as golden
Because the burning of fire and ice
is all that will be held in. 

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