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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Final Path
[time] => 2012-01-21 20:19:15
[hometext] => I hope this is what it's like.
[bodytext] => I have grown fragile and old Trudging on this pathway It is quite moist and cold The air is foggy and grey My clothes are worn and loose And my body has survived much abuse I can hear the leaves and sticks submitting below me With every step there is no guarentee As I walk further the path is getting wider Looking to the left I see the intricate web of a spider Abruptly, the fog cleared and opened to a meadow The entire grassland is blanketed in shadow What could have been natures paradise was dark and sullen My breath was stolen, leaving words unspoken The silence, although dark, was peaceful Suddenly, I felt a tug, a pull And the darkness was lifted The sun was bright and warm on my skin And I felt a warmth and alive within My mind and body drifted and I was in paradise The passage was sweet and concise [comments] => 1 [counter] => 163 [topic] => 21 [informant] => oliverjhenry13 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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