Chaos will rise above
the eyes of those who
try to kill all flies and
the spies are coming
after our strange prize.
The wise people that
advise all of us in
our daily replies of
what we try to keep
us from the surprise.
The chaos that always
imprison our own
dangerous emotions,
the oversize world that
keeps coming after us
and what that implies
of our society.
Pitch Black Poesy 
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