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Ciaran Burke
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Your fall,golden death, so admired.Wind blown, destinationunknown.A surrender to the airlaid to temporary relief.Vulnerable, at mercy to the elements.no control of […]
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Is the face in your mirror notthe beauty that looks at me?A nose too big, uneven ears,brows that bush, lips too thin?Parental […]
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Circle Paralyzed, my body moves creating the lies, writing a fiction for the world to read. I am lost, making my way […]
