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Ronan Quinn
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Join date: Jul 22, 2024
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May 5, 2025 ∙ 1 min
My brother
He is the smile in every week, his absence sparks a riot in my head, the back of him is the end of my day. Created from mirth is his...
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Mar 7, 2025 ∙ 1 min
Sunken Without You
Sunken without you. Tears of ice fall to the dry ground, tear ducts frozen over, a thaw yet to commence, slippery and cold to the touch...
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Jan 8, 2025 ∙ 1 min
The sea lingers
The trees sway in the wind, I turn to feel a touch on my shoulder. A mutual fund for grey skies, nurturing a capacity for sadness,...
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