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Raging River Rhythm
A real life description of brainwave contention vying for my attention
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Raging River Rhythm I feel the rhythm of the constant pain pit-pattering throughout the night and day. The raging river's auras still remain. Like the loud trembling of a passing train caresses the earth with its rock and sway, I feel the rhythm of the constant pain In the middle of a storm filled with rain, the lightning flashes a brilliant array. The raging river's auras still remain. Rational decision cannot constrain; the constant marching, it cannot allay. I feel the rhythm of the constant pain. Bordering the banks of going insane, praying the vibrations will go away; the raging river's auras still remain. The core construct of my battered brain resonates with rhythms that won't go away. I feel the rhythm of the constant pain. The raging river's auras still remain. |