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May 2015
The Queen of hope,
the knotted rope.
That brought her to the grave.

The hangman's smile,
a thousand miles.
Since he was a slave.

The King of doom,
a lonely room.
Once the winning knave.

The way the shore,
will look for more.
Kidnapping the waves.
Peter Cullen
Written by
Peter Cullen  Clane Co.Kildare Ireland
(Clane Co.Kildare Ireland)   
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