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Apr 2018
Death on a city street
In shadows of strangers stare
Face up on the concrete
For a moment strangers share

Here I lie and I wait
For judgement of my soul
They murmur my fate
Before drifting into the cold

There is nothingness
When blood no longer flows
Only silence in darkness
In a field of strangers in holes
Francis Patrick McNulty
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Francis Patrick McNulty  Easton, Md
(Easton, Md)   
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