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Mar 2015
He
You are the dawn for my darkest nights
the sweet birds song that reminded me
the entire worlds still alive

Just as I lay dying
afraid, and alone
missing the whole point

While sealed curtains can block the light
That song it tempted a fading soul
to drink from the light once more
Cíara McNamara
Written by
Cíara McNamara  Ireland
(Ireland)   
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