I composed this in my head whilst laid wide-eyed and sleepless at about four this morning.

Comments from native Irish speakers concerning my attempts at Irish are most welcome.

I’m attempting to stick to the Munster usage to avoid confusing myself more than I already am!

I’m itching to compose a sonnet,

One’s lurking here, under my bonnet:

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It's all in the mind they say

Hopes and dreams at the end of another day

Clocking in and clocking out is a waster's way to live

We should be thriving and conniving to forge a life of our own

It's all well and good 'clocking-in' and 'clocking-out'

But I want to live before time runs out

Watching the clock all day, tick-tocking all the way

What's the point in it all anyway?

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When I consider how my light is bent

My two eyes capturing two converging scenes,

I wonder truly how my time was spent

In looking, without thinking what it means.

Before they parted ways, to circumvent

The natural perspective we expect

When Covid’s random danage caused these ills

Which fresnal screens do partially correct

Such minor injury should not deter

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we are the created
the evolved
the creators

created in the image of our mothers and fathers
creating beings in the image of our sons and
  daughters

artificial anticipation

on the precipice of intelligence
reality hits,
  all intelligence is artificial
  it always has been
in the sense that intelligence is merely a concept
in the sense that a creator bestowed it upon us

intell...

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There is a reason for my life.

With each new season, I search for it...

It is not in what I may somehow achieve.

It is only that....  I believe.

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I wish I was more like her.

The way she searches the stars makes the fireworks seem cursed. 

I felt it since the first time, I laid eyes, I was immersed. 

Her beauty was a habit and her love was like a purge. 

She cured me from my sadness and all the sins I’d stir. 

Trust me it was rebirth, the light inside her soul had given me a burn and then there were her curves.

I never felt...

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I remember everything, even the type of ring you wanted.

The type of things most would've forgotten.

I was there listening, came through with everything I promised.

That's knowledge for you.

That’s knowledge for you.

You were my favorite subject and I passed all those classes plus I’d hang right after school.

Always hanging onto you, but now we let go and I can’t hang to an excus...

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