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May 11
A candle flickered
and lied about its
height,
but tear dropped
grease and waning
wax exposed the
threadbare trite.


ps.

We are in County Wick^Low
now, minding a pair of Donkeys.
Ryan O'Leary
Written by
Ryan O'Leary  Mallow.
(Mallow.)   
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