If I wish things,
it is never
because the lamp exploded.

They stopped
wait until u buy
those used disposable cameras.

We're really born darkly,
slán abhaile thing
                  is so rare.

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This text is made up of 12 fragments from a total of 10 poems, from four poets. The words appear in their original orders, but are stiched together so that they form new sentences, new fragments of something that looks a bit like poetry, and a bit like Frankenstien's monster.

Use the mouse over the words in the poem to see where they come from (the writers Daniel E. Pritchard, Steve Roggenbuck, Julian Gough, and Ailbhe Darcy), or use the controls above to navigate through them.

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