Below Zero 

Expressions scattered

That mid life latter

Making it impossible

To be somewhat audible

Dreams shatter to myth

Blurring the process with a fifth

Can’t stand the cold

Complaining like we’re old

These drones recruit us

Until our art turns to dust

Be we can never stop the fight

A black sheep will never turn white

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