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May 2019
Ghosts walk on Great Blasket.
The gulls and the wind
scream over the rocks and across the waves-
a wild sky a wild wind
lives lost
lives saved
lives lived-
but no more.
the language of the angels
no more the small boats-
a time and it's beings gone-
gone forever.
the islands were abandoned in 1953
Written by
Vincent robinson  77/M/Manchester
(77/M/Manchester)   
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