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I’m starting to feel more interested in my savings account.
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103042
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The rain is filling up my shoes,
I can’t see
through my glasses,
Rain all inside me.
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92511
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There’s a room
Full of white
And it smells
Like bleach and
Iron
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100110
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105921
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12377
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The sky cannot fall in Ireland. It threatens constantly, a wagging finger pointing at the fog rising, an upside down heather cake with a peat and bog center. The sky in Ireland is held up by stories and the rhythmic sound of sean-nos,…
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300
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The sky cannot fall in Ireland. It threatens constantly, a wagging finger pointing at the fog rising, an upside down heather cake with a peat and bog center. The sky in Ireland is held up by stories and the rhythmic sound of sean-nos,…
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96611
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Chromio citrio sticky-floored furio...
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88211
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Our revolutionaries
Have evolved into gamekeepers
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4711
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Because we are all ex-patriots...
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3312
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Steaming with sap and greaseproof poly
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6753
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Plumped ivory, blushing fingertips jeweled with beach grains
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84001
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Headsets screaming with suburban boredom
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11200
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As razor toothed gravediggers darken soil beneath iron...
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