The feeling it froze,
and could be used as a weapon.
An icetap of raw emotion.
Swung like a mallet or a bat.
In its wake could be seen
holloweyed people with frenzied smiles.
The wielder of uncompromising joy,
forcing her happiness on nonbelievers,
wasn´t smiling at all.
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