Perspective

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The world is a place of order.

But my world is a place of chaos

 

The world is defined by rules
But my world is defined by anarchy

 

My world is at odds with The world.
My existence is at odds with The existence

 

The crowd seeks to control me.  To use me.
But i’ll show them.

 

The world has set out to change me.  To destroy me.
But they will fail. I will not bend.

 

Finally, others refuse to kneel. And the perspective shifts.

 

I have set out to change the world.  To destroy it.  
But I will fail. They will not bend.

 

I seek to control the crowd.  To use them.
But they’ll show me.

 

The world is at odds with my world.
The existence is at odds with my existence.

 

The world is defined by anarchy.
But my world is defined by rules.

 

The world is a place of chaos.
But my world is a place of order.
 

 

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