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One moment there is order; the next, chaos
One moment I’m euphoric; the next, morose
One moment it’s a Yes; the very next, a Heck No!!
One moment I am on a high; the next, lowest of the low
One moment it’s spotless; the next, stained
One moment the jar’s overflowing; the next, drained
One moment it’s divine; the next, vile
One moment an abundance of hope; the next, all’s futile
One moment I have it; the next, it’s gone
One moment I’m amidst everyone; the next, all alone
One moment there’s dazzle; the next, the dark too still
One moment I’m in spring; the next, frozen by the chill

Is this really happening, or is it just another figment of my dramatic imagination?!