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Ciaran Burke
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On waking I would stretchthen listen to clues while hopingin the curtained roomthe light blinded out for sleepingthere was a life outsidewind […]
Where have all the homeless gone?Where have all the homeless gone? No one walks the streets at nightno more idling from pub […]
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Remains Lying lost in blankets The tiny skeletal form Not yet the remains We wait for her to go. A brief moment […]
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The weakening light of the daysetting in the lengthening season casting skinny shadows of a nakedtree over the pale green moss natures revenge taking […]
