Between hope and despair

Between hope and despair,
I lie somewhere.
The path in between,
Has caught me unaware.

Between utopia and indifference,
Between nonchalance and reverence,
I see and try to,
Make some sense.

And at a distance,
I see a shining light,
It sometimes fades away,
And is sometimes bright.

I talk to myself,
Is it the destination.
Or maybe it is just
A figment of my imagination.

I wish one day,
Deep inside me,
The dichotomies will die,
And I'll let it be ...

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