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Aug 2017
If only we could buy numbness ,
It would make this all bearable
but then where would all the fun in life be?
I like to feel the sun on my skin occasionally.

All that gold never glittered,
I guess they were right, we will never know if they were wrong.

I breath in truth like air,
the shadows are different at night,
We were wise trapped in stupid.
How rock star of us.

The ice eventually thawed,
now we get to float on its current state of being.

Strength in numbers is hard when you fly solo,
ascending the mountain was difficult,
former friends cluttered the trail,
Alas it was them or us.

My name is not hush,
but I also answer to Who
Written by
danny  29/M/Melbourne/Ireland
(29/M/Melbourne/Ireland)   
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