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A 3-Minute Irish Song

She went so, young
I still haven't heard what happened.
All I know is
there are pregnant moments where
you should fill up your lungs
draw in fresh, abundant air.
But at times right out of the blue,
Death, herald's silence to a song
removal of a dream, that golden tune
that wasn't yours or hers for very long.

But it's now Death,
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Tuesday, January 23, 2018
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Kostas Lagos 24 January 2018

Loved this one! A great pece of work!

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Bernard F. Asuncion 23 January 2018

Mark, such an interesting song??????

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