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Where would I be if not with you

Where would I be if not with you in your tiny hand among the Irish yew. For I was not me, but a wandering daze away from...

In Trying Times

With foundations rocky The need to retreat grows stronger. As uncertainty rips through a barely grown over path Solitude beckons, company no longer Wanted as new roots dislodge...

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I keep digging, But just getting deeper, I keep climbing, But the mountain gets steeper, And I question myself, Every single day

Fragile Friend

Fragile Friend by Marie E. Kelly from the Mad in Ireland Poetry Collection