Peace and Chaos.

I'm in and out of chaos constantly. 
Peace and chaos reside beside each other. 
I have always run to my solace,
My escape,
From the chaotic,

Always turning,
Round and round,
One chases the other.

They're like partners,
Identical twins,
Or close relatives. 

Together they dance, 
Hand in each other's hand,
They dance. 
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