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Roisin Sullivan
Poems
Dec 2015
Pyre
I looked outside and
The sky was on fire.
Not a vague omen,
But a promise
Of what is, what was
And what is to come.
I looked inside and
My soul was a pyre.
Not a funeral,
But sacrifice
Of what is, what was
And what is to come.
Written by
Roisin Sullivan
F/United States
(F/United States)
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