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[bodytext] => Words Cannot form themselves into eloquent expressions of love, hope or gratitude. My mind is blank. Clouds hover over problems, That branch on forever, With no end in sight. It doesn't lift. It never lifts. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 217 [topic] => 75 [informant] => ali9382 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 8 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => anguished )
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