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[aid] => mick
[title] => Swords at the Ready
[time] => 2018-03-12 16:59:43
[hometext] => Anger is a tell-all book
[bodytext] => Anger is fear; protecting us near;
A terror we cannot defend.
Perceiving as danger, the acts of a stranger;
Tells others more than we intend!
Those traits that we dread; all share the same bed;
With those we dislike in ourselves.
We cannot abide them; nor can anger hide them;
Righteous indignance wont sell.
We choose who to hate; and so indicate;
Fearfulness weve yet to mend;
When rage heeds our call; she reveals after all;
More about us than them.
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[topic] => 71
[informant] => softerware
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[alanguage] => english
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[associated] =>
[topicname] => secrets
)
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