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[aid] => mick
[title] => Yourself
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[bodytext] => All the voices seem to fade As I look into the maze Of my life's abysmal shade Where everything becomes a haze Mindless thoughts of space and time Ageless places still to find Mangled, mixed into a rhyme We are the poets; the colorblind Words put to a steady beat Countless eyes will seek to read Never put down until complete To this task I must concede Never caring that I don't know Where I'll stop along this road Many miles still to go To lay down my heavy load And in this message I conclude: To one thing you must be true A simple thing, though misconstrued I can see it there, do you? [comments] => 2 [counter] => 517 [topic] => 19 [informant] => olivetreedove [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => InspirationalPoems )
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