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Mar 2016
I sit at my window
I sit on the pane
I picture a scene
Where nothings the same

What if, how come?
I don't understand
If I just jump
Would you be glad

I would, I think
At times I wonder
Would it save me
Or be just a blunder
Clodagh O'Sullivan
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Clodagh O'Sullivan
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