Love & War, music, Prose, Ramblings

Paradise Circus

What a paradox! Paradise is the place to be, but this Utopia is chaotic! Should paradise be organised? Should there be peace there? Or is all this anxiety part and parcel of the heaven that comes with being with you? Sigh, Why are we so fixated with how it should be? How many people have what should be had and are dead inside? Is being alive synonymous with this knot in my belly? Circus more than Paradise is what I think!

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