in the other

for every happiness, a sorrow;
for each love, a host despised
for every sweetness, bitterness tenfold;
for each secret, a thousand told

forget about quantum possibilities
or the motion of a world upon a string

we live in a universe of deterministic emotion

perhaps

the greatest happiness
and the most profound wretchedness
is to know that there is neither
as is likewise

in the other


[fin]

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note: freewriting + editing in one hour