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An unknown tune
beats within the
Fibro body. Conductors

Set the Beat

as cymbals crash
repeatedly against an
exploding headache.

And The Beat Goes On

with timpani mallets
pounding fervently at
already sore muscles.

And The Beat Goes On

with drumrolls drilling
faster and faster…
till exhaustion hits.

And The Beat Goes On,

each day, a new rendition
of an old song, unique yet
recognizable just the same.

We live each day to the
tune we’re given, changing
the measures we can,
pausing for those we can’t,
and dancing with those we can…

And the Beat Goes On!