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May 2017
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One dream shall ever die,
Words promised only said,
Two gold rings tossing ayes
By gleems of moon we laid,
So gentle was strike of time,
Cruel night conquering day.
Seán Mac Falls
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Seán Mac Falls  Éire
(Éire)   
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