p class="MsoNormal"There's a fight in the corner. There's a fight in the light. There's a fight in the dark. There's a fight on the inside. There's a fight everywhere I turn. Turns. Twists and turns. Twisted roads. Roads to where? Not to peace. Peace. I want peace. I want them to stop fighting. They need to stop fighting. Why are they fighting? Are they the same after all? Same? They look different. Different. They're different. That's what they tell me. They. The others. Others. The others lie. Lie. The fighters lie. Fighters. They're different. Different. Black and white. Light and dark. There's a fight in the dark of my heart./p