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[aid] => mick
[title] => Walking On Lincoln
[time] => 2012-09-09 12:57:19
[hometext] => I wrote this after taking several hallucinogenics. These were the things I saw, and how I felt.
[bodytext] => I feel on a thousand moons, Like a thousand suns. Where aliens roam, Jesus dares, and the Devil runs. The oceans are below me, But I am not in the skies. I am walking with visionaries, I am running through time, Searching for someone in disguise. I look over and see the skeletons Coming from the garden. The guide my sight, Pointing at the soft light, As it begins to harden. I laid my head down on a soft pillow. I stared out my window, Closed my eyes, Entered reality And let out hello. Now we all observe the bird in the dirt. We have our heads cocked, we are tip toed. We feed flows of boredom, Mixed with the bright emotion of excitement, As our minds implode. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 106 [topic] => 25 [informant] => snc54 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => MiscPoems )
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