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Chaos comes
When it wants.
Don't fear it
Don't love it
Be friends with it.
2 - Tim.
I fell in love
With Disaster.
She comes and goes.
I follow her.
Because one day
She'll learn to stay
with me.
1.
Chaos comes.
Simply that.
Just that.
I see it now has a lover.
A lover named Tim.
We however, fear it.
Because we fear it, we hide.
But not you Tim,
You love it. Why?
To live fully?
2 - Tim
Find her, Love her
And someday when She
comes and goes from you,
You shall understand.
