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Jan 2014
the smile on her face,
the smile on his...

the darkness in their eyes,
the darkness in their hearts,

the lats moments,
as the bullets ripped through their bodies,

the hour glass still standing,
the fall of the final grain...

her love for him,
his love for her...

that never ending smile...
Cristian Healy
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Cristian Healy  Ireland
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