Stable Instability
Ink with all our thoughts compressed
One hand
Four marks
A dream
Words spoken from a mouth once pure
A desire
A hope
To be seen
Our Earth orbits a plasmic star
Yet we pray
We love
We bleed
We love with values unlike one another
We make those choices despite one another
We hold the hands of massive mistakes
In stability
and instability
We’re seen
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