I came through the door
just in time
the clock struck nine
a trumpet blared
a bugle sounded
and there they sat
Good Christ!
I thought
never did I think
so many of us
had survived
How are things
in Inishmore?
I boomed
Are the assassins
still there
killing each other?
But silence fell
like a stone wall
and I awoke!
and the
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