Invisible and between the lines
Sing shades we may only see sometimes:
When looking beyond the Obvious,
In quest for those things more dubious.
A symphony plays in shades untold,
As Clandestine yearns herself to unfold.
Only regard and no judgment cast--
The two become friends, meeting alast.
The synergy then is so worth the wait,
Understanding now reaches penultimate state.
-T.Emerson
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