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[bodytext] => I often go through these droughts Where pain slowly welcomes me back And in these gaps, lost of space and time Sensibility escapes my competitive mind The truce, you may call sleep Where dreams run rampant A vision beyond the uncommon Captivates my every being, in single instant Tonight again, I have lost my faith Tomorrow is such a precious time to waste [comments] => 1 [counter] => 168 [topic] => 43 [informant] => jyssvw [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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