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Jul 2015
Upon the fringes,
all that hinges.
On the love, and on the hate.
The daily toll,
the time we own,
the time we spend, inside our heads.
Every notion,
herbs and potions.
Things that help us, through the day.
Time and moments,
try to own them.
Learn to live, without the pain.
Peter Cullen
Written by
Peter Cullen  Clane Co.Kildare Ireland
(Clane Co.Kildare Ireland)   
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