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[sid] => 177079
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[aid] => mick
[title] => Perspective
[time] => 2013-10-30 07:20:17
[hometext] => fiction
[bodytext] => fallen, in a foreign land so alone, as white hot pieces of something removed my ability to live beyond a gurgle and an anguished, fearful tear; and the eyes I looked into feared what I was becoming as hands and heads did what was necessary, but futile. You judge me as an oppressor of a kind of freedom that I don't understand yet, I lost my freedom in that moment and you choose to punish me further. I am a soldier nothing more nothing less. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 122 [topic] => 57 [informant] => poeticjestix [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => war )
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