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Oct 2014
I know that I know naught –
That there is infinity
Of that which I’ll never know –
Understand, cherish or learn.

That does not stop the longing –
The yearning of mine heart
To comprehend why you
Must be the harshest cruel –
Everything and nothing
to me.
Cíara McNamara
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Cíara McNamara  Ireland
(Ireland)   
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