Blank Pages Of Chaos

Stitches of euphoria permeate the air painting a tapestry

The eyes of the world weep with joyous relief

The roar of drums sculpt a monolithic melody

The hands of the world claw up in desperate glee

The muse of chaos spreads its wings of mercy

The soul of the world trembles in jubilant fear

Inspiration has its age

The quietus has its reign

It all started on an empty page

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