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Apr 2022
I didn’t shout you an e((((**,
it was an expression of pain
but you didn’t consider the
content and why it is that it
came back via the grapevine.

If I wanted to talk to myself
I’d stand in front of a mirror
or call myself from the land
line to mobile answerphone,
but not at such a fever pitch.
Ryan O'Leary
Written by
Ryan O'Leary  Mallow.
(Mallow.)   
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