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Sep 2021
Ice
I look at the sun shine, see the breeze in the trees
I’m trapped in my own mind, and I just want to be free
But while this cool wind blows, there’s a chill that it brings
There’s no place that I can go, so burdened by things

Watching the stream flow, like the tears from your eyes
They are like windows, your pain’s no surprise

Time is the ruler, nothing else wins
The end is much sooner, from the start it begin’s

I must remind me, and hear my confession
To just fight blindly, overcome my depression

So easy to quit, and shatter the dice
But I must stay cold, remain solid as….ice
Written by
gerald courtoreille
70
   SUDHANSHU KUMAR
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