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Mar 2020
In any fight there is a breath
In every battle a sky soaring innocently overhead
Watching us make mindless decisions
Every day upon days unend
We sleepily forget as if anew has begun
When really if it were easy to do
It would already have been done
The difficult thing is that which alludes you
Colm
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Colm
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