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May 2019
bruised sky,
heavy clouds,
swollen with summer rain.

carry me,
into the earth,
where there is no more pain.
bruised heart.
concrete friendships crumbled.
am I just a wave across a street?
maybe.
fiachra breac
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fiachra breac  21/M/bΓ©al feirste
(21/M/bΓ©al feirste)   
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