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Game of Shells

Game of Shells

The myth we bought into
for a marked down price
off the clearance rack
was littered with defects..

The main process disconnect
was the truth we constantly seek
is nothing more than a clever special effect..

Things do NOT happen for a reason..

There is no benign guiding hand...

There is no master plan...

The concept of Fate
is just a numbing illusion
to help the chaos go down...

Tis another comforting rationalization
we carry in our coping arsenal
to battle the forces of self bedlam

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