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[aid] => mick
[title] => weather channel lullabye
[time] => 2010-12-11 10:33:10
[hometext] => Insomnia is a gross feeder. It will nourish itself on any kind of thinking, including thinking about not thinking. ~Clifton Fadiman
[bodytext] => last light of evening moonlit trees and looming brick walls roll through the night an endless interuption of dreams time and place refused between midnight and dawn in darkest corner of my pillow the blue-glow hums lowly radar tunes. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 187 [topic] => 73 [informant] => ming [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => abstract )
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