Fifth poem

Good dog and bad dog
Both are inside of me

Lurking for attention
Barking, hawling

Good me must win evil me
And become powerful

Oh yes!

Constant struggle
One over the other
No peace, no joy !

My good must meet
Evil me, middle way
Harmonizing, making friends

That is inner peace,
Joy, wisdom

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