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Things can appear
In order
Yet still they are in chaos
Bouncing around as free as fire
But then again
Chaos is order
And order is chaos
No matter how you look at it
Things follow a pattern for at least
A little while
Before
Jumping to something else
I once knew a man
He thought that his life
Was all in order
That was, until he died
He was killed by in a freak accident
The hood ornament of the car
Fitted perfectly
In his groin
It just goes to show you
That everything in the world
Is how you
Perceive it
it may be minute
Or it may be bigger

Sometimes it is good
Other times evil
But however you see it
It is your truth
No one else's
Yours and yours alone
So the next time
You tell someone
That they are doing something
Wrong
Just remember
It may be right in their perception
So do not fret
Live and let live