Seamus Cullen

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"Married to music, though perhaps unwisely - It will never last and she's far too good for me. She's far too good for me in all her ways, But I keep trying, before my dying, just to satisfy. Part-hedonist, part head-on collision. It's only confusion that's clouding my vision. Otherwise, The worldly-wise, Have started their assault on the true progress of life, While the rest of us worry about money, work, lust and wife. Still unmarried, but no less unmarred, And too lucky to know what it means to be scarred. There's freedom to be found beyond the castle keep And again, I've found a way of making the dreams real outside of sleep."