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May 2015
From one beginning
there can be many ends -
as they dying become wastefully dead
but the living,
they breathe in each living breath!

Which choices do we have to make?
Yes or no,
which will be the mistake?
To keep going - is our aim
Can we end up differently,
from that which is planned?

One circle must be turned
like a coin tossed -
still in spin.
But once caught,
is that our fall?

Or remain trapped, caged, closed in -
Cíara McNamara
Written by
Cíara McNamara  Ireland
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