Some tiny wisps are enough to hold the world together. Some of the most convoluted knots just untie themselves. Sometimes only silence can do justice to the unsaid. And sometimes the meanest deeds gladden the heart.
Its not the world that has gone bonkers. Neither has the it been turned on its head.
Its just spinning, crazed beyond a point by the mundane.
The crystal is clear for a change.
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