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[aid] => mick
[title] => Margarita VII
[time] => 2002-08-27 10:56:34
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[bodytext] => Then Margarita gave her father mind,
for she was very happy being home. Hence three years placed in a covent confined where she's had little use of brush and comb. Removed from places she loved most to roam, the fields and plains of fine San Luis Ore. For loving Yankee, sealed in great round dome, but home with father, spirit high did soar. Was she wrong thinking happy home thoughts, priest, when she should be now praying while on knees? But really she now didn't care the least for she had little mind the priest to please. Took she all pleasure fine that mind could seize, a gold cross o'er the alter gained her eyes. The somber monotones of priest did ease, and lady greatly marveled golden prize. Benedicat vos onmipotens Deus, Pater, et Filius, et Sprititus Sanctus. Amen. Dominus vobiscum. Et cum Sprititu tuo. Initium sancti Evangelii secundum Ioannem. Gloria tibi, Domine. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 300 [topic] => 31 [informant] => ramfire [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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