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Allow

Just allowing it to be,

stop trying to intellectualise it

stop trying to find an answer, 

Or try to make rational sense of it

Futile.

It must make sense, 

everything and nothing makes sense

I hold myself to this standard

I regard myself a logical human being,

which I know is a contradiction

in and of itself

Humans are not logical

We are emotional

So why am I trying to figure this out

when it is impossible, is unexplainable? 

There is no reason, understanding, 

or rationalisation.

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◄ Loss

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