Everything is in motion.
The heavens, the mountains,
The atoms.
Everything.
Beating to its own rhythm.
The emptiness, the sadness,
The pain,
Inside you
Beating faster than your heart,
Echoing excruciatingly.
Outside,
The world appears calm, so serene -
You smile, greet people,
Listen to them,
Display the chladni figures
Of your face,
Pass the beating as sound,
As music,
As art.
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