Today

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Today

I walk these streets

I do not mind'

I killed people here

I do not mind.

These Irish streets

I trod,

Mixed

with ammunition.

I killed some

I waited

For some to be collected

The fact that I cannot sleep

Tell me

Whose fault is that?

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Owain Glyn

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