Interceder of Chaos

Memories ...

A blessing yet a curse, ever changing who we are as a person.

Sweet ones we embrace and bitter ones we escape.

Good or bad, it doesn't matter, both but  bringer of change.

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I have no knowledge of the world

I don't know anyone.

I don't know who I am.

A strange system.

And yet somehow.

The fear.

The uncertainty.

The chase after past present future.

I find it thrilling.

Have I lost it ?