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Jun 2018
It was a day without rain and

                the clouds? well, they will

              always be there, reminding

               us not to look up I suppose.


                It was a day with out wind

                  and our flags redundant

                  postures whispered their

                   final obscenities prior to

                 their sentence of obscurity.


               It was a day without fear and

             dins of the past mimed with an

                 with an inquisitive silence.


           It was a day after yesterday and it

       came with all the wisdom of tomorrow.
Ryan O'Leary
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Ryan O'Leary  Mallow.
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