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Wanderlust
We all need a space
to escape all the social norms
to accept the truest self
Let the uncertainty chaos go
to wander around
Unconsciously, purposelessly
Uncertainty is the most common state
everything is changing
We only exist in this moment
Chasing, exploring
don't stop
Then all the contingencies pile up, collide
continually
As long as this is not the end of the universe
no one is qualified to define Angels or Demons
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