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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Sea
[time] => 2005-06-28 16:55:29
[hometext] => (A solilique)
[bodytext] => The tempests aren’t so tempestuous, now. The waves not nearly hellish. Here, alone I think about suburban lights, and how Those days, those lights, those city streets are gone. The water’s bubble finds insanity In every man—it finds propensity To curse, to cry, to fight, to hate, to scream. In every man it festers—the sea. The sea will have my mind as well, and I Will die alone, insane. Decaying flesh Will feed the birds so they will live and fly again. And to the world, this is the best That I can give. Though death is surely near, I’ll die in honor—conqueror of fear [comments] => 2 [counter] => 181 [topic] => 43 [informant] => nosoup4crr [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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