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Apr 2015
If life is a river
and god is a clown
can a soul be sold for silver?
can a heart in sadness drown?
Can the words I write
upon this page
seem utterly profound?
When all my thoughts
are broken dreams
I've picked up off the ground
Ian Canavan
Written by
Ian Canavan  Galway
(Galway)   
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