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Things may not be quite as they seem
There is order to my chaos
an urgency to make things right
I have ambitions I can taste
dreams that must be set in motion
once I see the morning light
There is order some my chaos
a plan when all you see is madness
I fear that I’ll run out of time
I long to leave my affairs most orderly
A fine book they’ll close after its last chapter
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
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Line Gauthier
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