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cheers.

Darkly sparse rhetoric  
whistling through smoke    
here we are together    
here we've come alone    
   
Silently drinking songs    
of dissonance and hope    
our bellies are empty    
but our hearts are full    
   
We raise our glasses to    
the absurdity of truth    
we may be tired but    
we are tried and true    
   
With dirt on our hands    
and a conscience clean    
our sins are many    
but still we sing
Written by bruised_fruit
Published | Edited 27th Dec 2020
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