chaos does not call itself chaos
someone else must do that
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to call a circumstance a mess
requires a comparison to clean
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this messy chaos has never been before
how could it be clean?
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there is no name for me given by my self
names for me are only possible at a distance
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words were given to me
they were stretched shrunken broken in my attempts to express
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what once looked like a minnow
grew into a whale
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the river that once seemed to be home
led to the sea
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some things are too big to name up close
come closer
