This is where


This is where

I got lost a child

Went-round and round and round

In a circle of nowhere

The trees were filled with crows

 There are wholes welcomed the darkness

I blessed myself at Saint Patricks well

Looked forward to my right

The wall that holds the sinners out

I climbed it

And prayed the whole way home

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