Metaphorically Speaking

I am the god of my world
I am the devil to fend off,
I lead myself astray
I am the path to my salvation—
I am the lord of my fate.

I am the red, red rose
I am the thorn in my side;
A long arduous road I am
I am the weary wayfarer,
Being myself the destination
I wander pell-mell; myself I seek,
I am the problem, I the solution.

I am the shadows
I am the sunshine—
I rise, I set.
I am the universe onto myself.

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