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[aid] => mick
[title] => There is work to be done
[time] => 2009-05-09 20:28:20
[hometext] => This one was created by force :P it turned out alright i suppose.
[bodytext] => There Is Work to Do An angled gaze at a window, Behind a sagging tree Through the highs of roof tops Is where I’m meant to be. Soaring over cities Over oceans wide Through the thick of forests I just can’t miss this ride. In the mind of babies Through the children’s lies Out the old and lonely My how time can fly Eyes that open glassy Knuckles in my skin The desk under my elbow, There’s work I must begin. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 140 [topic] => 43 [informant] => see3things [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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