In shadows deep, where light does play,
A paradox, where night is day.
Beneath the surface, secrets flow,
In shallow depths, true depths we know.
A dance of words, both sharp and kind,
In silence loud, a voice confined.
Whispers loud in quiet streams,
Reality lost within our dreams.
Within the crowd, we stand alone,
In solitude, our hearts are prone.
A paradox, a truth untold,
In fleeting warmth...