A blissful confusion.

Its like beating heart, without a beat.
A chaos, everything except disorder I see.
Such noise in this silence.
Soft comforts in the violence.

The sun, shines in its darkness.
The moon dances with whats left of life.
A disturbing similarity between black and white.
Honestly, can you ever differentaite wrong from right?

Manifesting in illusions, the twists
and folds in my head appear before me.
What to make of these,
If not tell, can you show me?

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