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[aid] => mick
[title] => Industrial
[time] => 2005-04-02 04:51:24
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[bodytext] => Cold metal avenue Industrial sabotage Be born a valley Money foliaged mirage Ride the withered blade To a sharp bitter end Postulate and formulate A well calculated pretend Inspiration through desperation All roads empty unto Not the same destination, but Upon pockets of accrued Ride the silent wind Underlying gears of chaos A blank white canvas Waiting for Life to emboss Outstretched hands reach For an invisible embrace But become clumsy When looked in the face Blind wandering, meandering Slave to the zig and the zag Never settling on anything But always hoisting the flag [comments] => 3 [counter] => 152 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Xnoybis [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 8 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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