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On Chaos

I find it offensive
That the world can change
with such little warning, 
A bit of joy, a bit of pain 
That life doesn’t ask 
Before it takes, before it gives
That I don’t get to offer
Or rescind my permission 
But let me be one who 
gives when life takes
Who helps to mend
When the world seems to break
One who builds up in the absence
Of hope or clarity 
One who clarifies 
When chaos is reigning

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