Chronicled Chaos

Chaos can build,
Chaos can annoy,
Chaos can let you breathe,
Chaos can destroy.

Harmony can be boring,
Harmony can be beautiful,
Harmony can be disturbing,
Harmony can be so, so, peaceful.

We all have perspectives,
Perspectives that make us who we are,
Grow for yourself; Don't change for anyone,
Because that's the only thing that'll take us far.

Here's to all the journeys,
Here's to making all things possible,
Here's to letting our imaginations run wild,
Here's to penning it down, in our very own chronicle.

Chronicled Chaos.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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