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The Craver

I am a craver of chaos
Isn’t everyone?

Those who say no
should skim a pebble
across__a__calm__lake
living every ripple
feeling every bo
__________-un
_____________-ce
as two worlds collide
in a fizzing
sploshing crescendo.

It intoxicates.
It liberates.




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