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Mynydd Du
Mynydd Du
muddy tears from the past
sliding down the cheeks
of those who remember them
the thunder obliterated a generation
that would benefit from the industry
of their fathers
who prayed it all would last
while bosses planned
to take away their livelihood and history
they piled the slurry
into an unreliable black mountain
towering over ever...
Friday 21st October 2016 10:01 pm
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