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[aid] => mick
[title] => the world was and is mad
[time] => 2015-11-22 12:28:36
[hometext] => History is a cyclic poem written by time upon the memories of man. ~Percy Bysshe Shelley
[bodytext] => the first thought the domino dark and slippery almost black wind pulling through trees the low etch of thunder the sudden silk of rain tipping over memories knocks over knocks over knocks over my sharp edges the storm passes the past fades the rain is and was pouring. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 120 [topic] => 73 [informant] => ming [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => abstract )
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