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Ghosts walk on Great Blasket. The gulls and the wind scream over the rocks and across the waves- a wild sky a wild wind lives lost lives saved lives lived- but no more. the language of the angels no more the small boats- a time and it's beings gone- gone forever.
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May 20, 2019
May 20, 2019 at 8:34 AM UTC
GREAT BLASKET ISLANDS
Ghosts walk on Great Blasket. The gulls and the wind scream over the rocks and across the waves- a wild sky a wild wind lives lost lives saved lives lived- but no more. the language of the angels no more the small boats- a time and it's beings gone- gone forever.
the islands were abandoned in 1953
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77/M/Manchester
May 20, 2019
May 20, 2019 at 8:34 AM UTC
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