Imperfect choas

Two imperfect kids in a flawed world with the best kind of irrational hope.
She taught him how to love,
and he taught her how to laugh.
They ran through life like fools,
hand in hand and naive,
relentlessly imaginative towards the enigmatic.
All along they smiled
because they loved the world for what it’s worth,
A big beautiful mess.

-J.C.D.

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