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[aid] => mick
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[time] => 2004-08-22 04:57:45
[hometext] => about sitting infront of screen playing games
[bodytext] => a Thorn caught my eye, to keep me here, to read the insects that crawl the spine, count them off your hand as lemmings, seconds falling to the ashen pan to spin a yarn for the one that sets us free. Take a look if you can, take a look at the ashen pan, pregnated to a box, born in a elasticated second buried again in the ashen pan. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 418 [topic] => 43 [informant] => artostuff [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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