I sit here in this abject room,
And watched my statistical deduction.
All burst of cacophonies died down,
When the atmosphere too was killed.
The light dimmed, yet enough for us to listen.
The heatwave discharge by the bodies,
By those who by now are now wilting.
It was and is only by will,
To stay upright and focused.
Still the mind decided to sway into euphoria.
But the room's too abject.
The ambiance is too pathetic.
So here I choose to write,
The disappointment of heart..
It's just too dull and hot..
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