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I walked along Galway's
Toothy grin shaped bay
And somewhere there in between
The indiscernible line of the gray-green
Waters, sky and land
My spirit met that of Ireland
And together they soared
Across the waves and hill-lined shores,
Dancing hand in hand
Floating buoyantly upon the wind
In ways I have yet to understand
And in ways I never want to end.
Christopher
I walked along Galway's
Toothy grin shaped bay
And somewhere there in between
The indiscernible line of the gray-green
Waters, sky and land
My spirit met that of Ireland
And together they soared
Across the waves and hill-lined shores,
Dancing hand in hand
Floating buoyantly upon the wind
In ways I have yet to understand
And in ways I never want to end.
Christopher
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