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Hardy folk
Even the hardy folk
were brought to tears
on that black night
when all the years of hurt
became a single point
in space and time,
when all emotions
a volcano became
that was not to be held,
mighty in its wrath,
bursting violently forth,
burning through the steely skin
of the hardy folk.
Tuesday 2nd July 2019 7:17 pm
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