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Shouting voices enumerate grievances while we facilitate them unknowingly

Anger and Love

Those warring brothers

Unadmitted and acknowledged only by slight knowing looks

An increment of time drawn yet claimed as self evident by arbitrary agreements I did not agree to

We make art by seeing existence as transient material existing eternally

We have sight of these alternate views

Strange lands and obvious choices made oblivious

Where I am doubting my own eyes

It is a lesson we learn by getting lost and

by finding our way home