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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Suburban Stroll
[time] => 2003-04-11 15:45:00
[hometext] => Experimenting with unusual rhyming schemes...Thoughts?
[bodytext] => The roses seem to grow within my hand,
Sprouting many more thorns and blossoms, Full of hope they rise to meet your face. While our hourglass is slowly drained of sand, Our mutual life by some meandering road comes, We walk upon it, hand in hand, with same pace. Birds above, just darkened spots against a velvet sky, Their distant singing lost within the torrent of wings, Potholes and crags and rocks are littering the road. And so with victory we let out a collective sigh, After conquering all the troubles that life brings, Upon a park bench we sit a while, to ease our load. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 181 [topic] => 2 [informant] => Contralogicus [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LovePoetry )
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