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[title] => The Tide
[time] => 2005-10-07 05:54:38
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[bodytext] => The wave elevates the prow And you You let Yourself go Arising, always arising You are enchanted with the mirage And the wave rises You very high Throwing Your feet foam crystals You breath deep You enjoy every second The magic, the power They are strong emotions And you forget what is back The tide changes The prow is quickly going down Making to follow you it Letting to feel new sensations It is emptying of everything It is the fall It is the end of the illusion It is passing of the equator For the north pole Again The tide changes The prow arises again Leaving you back By Fernanda F. Rocha [comments] => 2 [counter] => 148 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Fernanda_F_Rocha [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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