Did we agree these words exist
That they describe our common life
An argument that slipped my mind
A spacetime freed from my orbit
Conflicting opinions generate heat
Friction erodes our platonic consensus
Valence levels require one or the other
But for that to happen bonds break
Releasing vast amounts of loose energy
New worlds are created dialectically
Histories evolve into mutual exclusivity
Our will and our ability fail generally
Having once taken up the mantel
We stand looking around us now
The floor is littered with seeds
Shoots and hotbeds swallow us whole
Fragile components face the elements
Hence we’re susceptible to setbacks
Such as this looping positive feedback
Currently centrifuging the love we had.
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