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A poem I wrote at 4am one night when I hadn't slept.

Chaos is my home.
I am the product of Dismay and White Noise.
I rest between Pain and Violence.
I find comfort in Danger.
I live beside Darkness.
And Disorder is my friend.

But I've fallen in love with Quiet,
And Solitude is a dear companion.
I'm scared to love them,
But Fear and I are close.
Peace is foreign,
But Change is good.