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Remembering Bloody Sunday and Who We Are
by PAUL LAUGHLIN
Remembering Bloody Sunday
In each day’s journey
To work or school
We retrace the footsteps of the dead
Behind small routines
We are mindful of what has been
And if innocence has fled
Their cries will not leave this place
While that offence remains
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