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An Irish pond she tried to dry But when you'd leave the walls Or keep their queen A veil id likely give for you To be with him As his ghost is due Battle with her earthly pry Tilling heavens And rarely cried Oh erie beckon not upon my son this day He's as yours Searched by Spanish doors Yearning distant mind Spill from every hide Benign doubts travel far Least mourned upon How is deferred wars hand drawing lettered crack over surrender I say in grieving myself The barge is worn The fortress limber Yet to the statesman Another bounty of confusion We are families of different letters And I seek the chores I shall board with Padraig And the O'tuamas requests again
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Jul 31, 2025
Jul 31, 2025 at 4:12 PM UTC
When you see her sons
An Irish pond she tried to dry But when you'd leave the walls Or keep their queen A veil id likely give for you To be with him As his ghost is due Battle with her earthly pry Tilling heavens And rarely cried Oh erie beckon not upon my son this day He's as yours Searched by Spanish doors Yearning distant mind Spill from every hide Benign doubts travel far Least mourned upon How is deferred wars hand drawing lettered crack over surrender I say in grieving myself The barge is worn The fortress limber Yet to the statesman Another bounty of confusion We are families of different letters And I seek the chores I shall board with Padraig And the O'tuamas requests again
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kevin-8
44/M/california
Jul 31, 2025
Jul 31, 2025 at 4:12 PM UTC
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