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AN AITIUIL: AN ANTHOLOGY
with the martello journal
I am a Ruin
by cian nolan
I am a Ruin
I wonder how many birds are living in me
I hear a crow flapping its wings
I see a cow grazing in the grass
I want to be rebuilt
I feel like the good old days
I touch the rough hay
I worry about being knocked down
I cry thinking about the good old days
I am a ruin
I understand that the good old days can’t come back
I say that things will be good
I dream about being rebuilt
I try to be in use for others
I hope to be rebuilt
I am a ruin
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