{"sf1_id":289102,"sf2_id":"ve3j3DK1","title":"Chaose=Harmony","author":"Akanu","words":95,"posted_at":"2011-09-23T00:41:00.000Z","tags":["Harmony","Poetry","chaose"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/289102-chaose-harmony","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/ve3j3DK1","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/56/e8/56e86a14-2790-4d5e-9670-cee94ad8f1ee","description":"","content":"When it rains it poors.  \nWhen the sun come out it shines.  \nWhen the moon rises the sun will fall.  \nSo?  \nWhere is harmony?  \n  \nI live in chaos.  \nAnd chaos lives in me.  \nThose reading this may call  \nme mad.  \nBut I say they are the ones who  \n  \nare insane.  \nWho are you to judge.  \nThis mad man.  \nFor I have seen the world.  \nAnd all I can say is  \n  \nTime may be a river.  \nBut chaos is an endless see.  \nUntil you accept chaos.  \nThere will be no harmony.  \nSo. Welcome to my eternity.\n\n  \n  \n\n"}