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[aid] => mick
[title] => Fading Ink
[time] => 2007-10-02 05:03:14
[hometext] => fading love
[bodytext] => I saw a dry leaf on the ground.
Like a pen losing its fuel
the leaves fell to the ground.
So did we;
died,
no more bonding through words
-there's no ink.
Dry.
Crouchy.
Rough.
I saw a dry leaf on the ground.
Too much sun you might say,
Right.
It's fall.
Oh why is it so dry?
I asked myself as I watched the sun come up again
and then I saw that dry leaf
on the ground.
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