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Aug 2010
She didn't expect it to hit like raining bricks,
She waited for an enemy in the dark,
Lurking, waiting, threatening

Denial was her umbrella,
the day it rained on her hope parade,
A smile will lie more than words.

So she'll retain the beaming glow,
The hammers of help pounding at her skull
Will have to wait.

She had a flicker,
I took her hope,
But as long as she's smiling,
She's winning.

My eyes are glazing with green,
She knows, She knows.

She'll win,
I'll die,
I'll meet her there
Cliona Calnan
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