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Jan 2016
already I feel empty

still...the mining of my heart
continues apace
...the riches are almost
fully depleted now
...and still I open the gates
to 'this claim' with hope
each time you arrive in your
grimacing excavator.

I watch as the
gallows **** heap
that is soon to replace
my once priceless gems
grows in ugliness
in the full knowledge
that you are already
prospecting elsewhere
Anto MacRuairidh
Written by
Anto MacRuairidh  Derry
(Derry)   
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