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Sep 2018
I was born in one,
long time ago now
but yet, the residue
of all that went on
there is the veneer
of an after birth that
has never washed
off me.

I feel cursed and the
spike which is still
attached to the apex
did little to ward off the
witch that delivered me.

Just away a piece is a
cross and Nano Nagle's
birthplace, but despite
all that, the bad spirits
are in me.
The house outside Mallow
is and always has been known
as The Haunted House.
Ryan O'Leary
Written by
Ryan O'Leary  Mallow.
(Mallow.)   
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