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[aid] => mick
[title] => The shell of Grandeur
[time] => 2005-09-08 10:40:54
[hometext] => I was having a bad morning and had been teased by some people so please be gentle.
[bodytext] => You wish that I would relax, calm down and pretend like I’m merry. It’s hard to act when I have no drive no will when my world is imploding. Crumble, piece by piece like ancient ruins in a hurricane. Proud but not strong enough to withstand the onslaught. Hit upon hit the walls are demolished, turned into a fine dust. A once powerful empire reduced to a pile of rubble. All that’s left of the metropolis are walls that display nonexistent grandeur. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 330 [topic] => 39 [informant] => Roperclass [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Grief )
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