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[aid] => mick
[title] => Lackluster
[time] => 2014-06-02 21:01:29
[hometext] =>
[bodytext] => Drag me slowly... sleepy eyes,
Trap me in retrospect's snare,
Hazy days slip from tragic nights,
Stars dimmed by sunlight's glare,
Lost within the stoic recognition,
Of a sound that just isn't there.
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[informant] => deusdeira
[notes] => Spelling corrected per request * Moderator_18
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