Darkness down the hall

To fall from the path of narrow constraint.
This brightly lit, wondrous, heavenly place.
What sights and sounds! 
The smell! Oh! The feel!
Can't help but wonder what it's trying to conceal.
Divergence is not just what's in ones mind.
It can come from below, with no warning, I'm, the wicked, the willing, the wonder, the waste.
The punch, the pop, the pull of this place!
Drawing us near, thinking we're safe.
Once we're all here, we all seem ok.
The winds, at first blow whimsicle.
Do screams, at first, sound musical?
Do hells fires even burn at all?
'Come into the shadows', said the darkness down the hall.
Convince everyone to believe.

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