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[sid] => 25620
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Terminal?
[time] => 2003-10-23 12:34:24
[hometext] => I'm not sure if this is the final draft of this poem....does it need more?
[bodytext] => Horizontal. Staring at the bare springs hovering above me. I am slowly beginning to feel the quiet togetherness of being awake by myself. Filling my lungs up with air, I convince myself that I am, indeed, alive. I want to know that it is not all a brilliant hoax. And my heartbeat shakes my body. It is suddenly so loud in here. I think at moments like these my terminal illness (that kind we all suffer from) is most apparent. It is the source of my questions and my anticipations. I call it God. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 177 [topic] => 21 [informant] => olive [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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