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Aug 2018
Aversions ablaze like a thousand stars
I bare all the marks
The signs
The scars
Accepting the struggle and battling  on
No rest for the wicked, I'll never belong
And who are you to tell me your lies
You've never seen my face
The unfading hurt in my eyes
In vulnerability there is omittance
And I forget you're all the same
A reputation of innocence was once my middle name
How can one snare rapture all my strenght
I've done enough
I relent
Stíofáinín
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Stíofáinín  35/F/Ireland
(35/F/Ireland)   
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     Pagan Paul and JL Smith
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