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The drums are in the distance,
A faint and rhythmic song
My ears are perked and listening
Though they’ve been there all along

They grow a little louder
Each and every day
A drilling of a warning,
Of the nightmare that’s at bay

They keep beat with my heart,
At times it’s all my soul can hear
A foreboding kind of whisper
Playing on my greatest fears

All happiness becomes
The calm before the storm
While the drums beat faster, louder -
“It’s coming now, ” they warn

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