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In the morning I’m hearing the roar and swoosh of engines.
They’re coming at me from the opposite side of the road! Every thing’s flip-flopped! Tiny, boxy foreign cars gunning for me and there’s nothing I can do about it. I’m suddenly swerving
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Note to self: look up Bobby Sands.
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How does a mixed couple come together in the Troubles?
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My life is life in shape alone./
The substance leaks away like blood/
removed by the embalmer’s art.
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