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Inside us

The beat

Becomes stronger

The sound

Gets   vaster

Minute by minute

Patterns   unable

To tame it

Norms   scatter

Like knotty   children

Ritual continues

Rapidly

Revealing the

Defeatist priests

Chanting the

Naysayer

Cadence

Injurious   scent

Glides

On this grievous

Temple of bleakness

A cacophony

Region

Where   feeling of

Positiveness

Shrivels