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[title] => Their rules or ours
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[hometext] => Shall we be dictated by their shroud
[bodytext] => Listen to them a word of humour Barkin at the words armour Lets look into their eyes Shall we live their lies Preaching to us an only construct We are the working fold A few who will always remain A story we speak never told Not many listen yet we remain Onward only sold Spoken words a last reward For those who walk onward No respect no retreat All we are an army street [comments] => 1 [counter] => 148 [topic] => 21 [informant] => mindset [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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