Loving
It's something we're driven to do
Even though we know it can hurt
No matter what we do.
Surviving
It's something we do by instinct
Knowing it will hurt deeply
No matter what we do.
We slip into the chaos
Birthed by the shadows
Or we slip into the shadows
Born of chaos.
Knowing in those domains
We can float on the currents
Warmed by chaos's heat
Hidden secure by the shadow's depths.
Loving and surviving
Chaos and shadows
Each pair is there
But which is real?
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