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One three one bags in spring sun.
Bags of years unlived, gifts ungiven
hearts riven in two.

One thee one songs unsung.
Friends undone, lives marred, scarred
by the absence of young voices 
and bad choices.

One three one died to young 
an empty bag in summer sun 
is a broken heart to someone
some fathers girl some mothers son
Gone because life was to real.
Couldn’t deal with
depression, aggression
recession. 
One three one. 
Bags in Spring sun
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The full story behind this write can be found here

On a busy campus, an empty bag for every
young life lost by suicide http://jrnl.ie/2619112

© Dave Kavanagh @ daithiocaomanaigh.com

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