Disillusionment: Prelude

Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
he best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.

— from Second Coming, William Butler Yeats

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