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Mar 2015
The demons in my plan are blind
never has my soul felt time
in murky discontent its true
to feel a loss known only to you
and when those demons call you first
you will end up with an endless thirst
and when you crave that long lost love
nothing can be done
it's all so simply painful now
a loss known only to you
Ian Canavan
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Ian Canavan  Galway
(Galway)   
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