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- Eire agus Ireland?
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Green fields, grey land,
Lush grass, concrete strands.
Solid rocks fashioned as homes,
Nature lost in faint past.
Images of our ancestors,
Laid down by their children.
Time rolled on like a cars wheels,
No longer plodding along.
World growing, birth slowing,
Life long happiness gone.
Is this wrong, so many things gone wrong.
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