Music drifts along
Notes, sounds in a Sea of Disorder
A World of Discord, of Chaos
Buildings rise in the skies
Straight lines in an unruly land,
in a universe by nature awry
Mankind's fingerprint upon this Reality
A guiding hand to the rudder
of the Universe
All the things that are good
are chaos arising from this rippled surface,
are the licks of fate into our ordered world
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