Would they laugh at the irony,
two legends sharing a stool,
Trading tales of prophets, tyrants,
and the stubbornness of fools.
Would they toast to free will,
that double-edged gift,
Or argue who shoulders the blame
when the world starts to drift.
Perhaps they'd find comfort
in the roles they both keep,
Two sides of a coin, twirling
and spinning, endlessly deep.
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