You shouldn't be wishing me luck nor strong will,
You should be wishing me irrationalism and randomness to survive this chaotic mess I was born into.
You shouldn't be wishing me sanity, inner peace, imagination or knowledge.
You shouldn't promise me change or even the hopes for it.
All you need to say is this,
"Live and let live"
In replies of that I tell you,
"Our justice will be served when it is time to leave the mess"
puzzle pieces, juvenile analysis, lots of fooling around and making sense out of it all.
the mess will always be there, as long as there are human beings who seek it
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