written by: Ann Christine Tabaka
Connections pass beyond repair.
Truth rises to surface again.
A thesis written to the past.
No one knows
which way to turn.
Paths cross but do not intersect.
Lonely cries echo in the wind.
Chaos is the reigning queen.
A new chain forged in fire.
ideals played out.
We win in strength what we lose in weakness.
Bonding all to love,
we find deliverance.
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