Niamh Croneka
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XenophiliacA Poem by Niamh CronekaTo be bitterTo bejustifiedTo set grip cells onNuance of despise refinedClear as a bell in chapter one But stillThis old-hat robeOf one trickSame old s.. |
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Seasons of OblivionA Poem by Niamh CronekaExcursions to oblivionTake these eyes , shut down this skinStop this blood from running coldStop this heart from boiling thinInsurgence of oblivionNot.. |
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