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[sid] => 125683
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[aid] => mick
[title] => Number 42
[time] => 2006-09-13 11:23:38
[hometext] => A view of myself...in and out
[bodytext] => What a day to sit and think the past keeps coming back You're stationed right there on the brink as your vision fades to black A picture floating in the air of mangled flesh and face A scene of how life's rarely fair with no such thing as grace All around the fires blaze their warmth you feel yet cannot see A twisting, turning, crumbling maze of haunting fears inside of me. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 238 [topic] => 75 [informant] => Light_to_your_Darkness [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => anguished )
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