The Meandering Path....

Does the walker choose the path, or does the path choose the walker?

Then there's three

I won't name myself....

They have made their name's for me.
I'll call myself, I.

She's a part of me.
She knows I'm forever hers.
She is, my Chaos.

All of his noises,
And many faces he wears....
Chimera.  He's mine.

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