Ongoing, everlasting, never leaving. History has taught us a thing or two, and I learned it repeats itself.
Cycles, periods, moments. We all have our own lenses to capture the scene. This right now is all too real; life lives among our souls chronically.
Stop, pause, just a brief second. Earth stands still whith peace. This crazyness is too much too handle, i see problems everywhere, i feel anarchy in my bones. Chronic is real... love hurts.
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