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uncertainties

the world is running under my feet
nothing is certain
everything always changing.

the universe is floating overhead
nothing is stable
everything always changing.

her soul’s crawling on coals
nothing is hers
everything lost.

we’ve got more illusive days ahead
lets bury our heads in the
shore of perhaps

perhaps that occult desire for chaos
that claw on the fabric of peace
& prickle the tender stem
of a budding love shall consume
both prey and predator

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