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Ciaran Burke
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The road rambles into the decline,
One way to go, nowhere else to be.
The fresh water hurries to meet the sand, to wash with it to the sea.
Golden stretch in stone green embrace beneath a blanket of grey,
Torn to reveal a flash of blue,
and a golden promise behind the hill.
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This selfish act is not for me but for the ones that I leave I know they will question seeking logic from […]
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Mechanical movement, spinning velocityI am earthed to asphalt bypass heavenas sub-cranial wheels transport merevolutions bring me to a destinationNot final, a welcome […]