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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Last Walk
[time] => 2009-06-23 13:20:21
[hometext] => A short poem from a dying man
[bodytext] => It’s a lonely road that I must travel; But a short way from the peace. The endings of my life unravel: And the noises round me cease. Beneath my feet, the sand and gravel Bear the marks of no-one’s tread. Far beyond their clamorous cavil, Alone I face the fear and dread, Across the clearing, stands the shamble Of a house, once proud and tall. Roofless, doorless, o’ergrown with bramble, Yet my heart still hears its call. I push my way inside this place And lay down on its floor. The rain falls gently on my upturned face, But now – I can feel it no more [comments] => 1 [counter] => 163 [topic] => 39 [informant] => Richard1506 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Grief )
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