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[aid] => mick
[title] => Still
[time] => 2010-12-22 03:10:53
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[bodytext] => Sunlight falls goldenrod On the curtains Like flowing water. Trees are covered in pollen, Turned from brown To yellow By the wind and The flowers. I stand behind a screen door. They yell, and it burns. Like the light of the sun And the smell In the air. I am on fire. It is a blue fire, Glowing embers in the breeze, Drying tears And ignoring them. They yell still. Still. And I am still, Trying to soak in the sun And drown myself In spring. But when I come up for breath I will yell too. And they will be still. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 121 [topic] => 75 [informant] => hardrocker15198916 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => anguished )
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