In the midst of chaos
Standing like a tree
Without leaves or branches
Watching crises unfold
Oblivious of what was to come
But in the mind's eye
It was not sadness
But a knowledge of truth
Time to pay was here
For all deeds done
All would face chaos
Watching on as pandemonium lashed
She stood awaiting hers
None other understood
But she with wits
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