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The chaos has taken over.
The bliss is engulfing us.
Together.
We are both part of this atrocity.
The words have blurred,
Incomprehensible.
The feelings have jumbled,
Unimaginable.
We won’t forget,
We won’t regret.
This is as it was supposed to happen.
These are the mistakes meant to be made.
(Or are they even mistakes at all?)
In the chaos we will wait.
Wait for clarification,
Wait to be found.
We are not lost,
We haven’t drifted into oblivion.
(Even the smallest are not forgotten.)
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