There was utter chaos
The never ending rumblings of divergent words,
The cacophony of topsy-turvy world,
Was creating an unnerving tenor
The rattling of the train
Was adding to the pain,
And the cranking of some unruly chords
Was making the souls frustrated and drained

But despite of all the odds
I remained in peace,
For your name unceremoniously
Crossed my lips

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