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[aid] => Mick
[title] => The Cycle
[time] => 2003-03-15 15:20:00
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[bodytext] => I've worked so hard for so little gain
Never wanting power or fame Just a bit of pleasurable happiness and relief from the pain It was all a farse, a lie of reality hitting like a cane I fall for it all the time, makes me wonder if I'm still sane To keep walking this circular path, this looping lane Reality smacks me hard and my illusion world wanes It falls apart in my head and my psyche complains And so my life repeats itself again and again and again I go back to work and make so little gain Never getting the happiness or relief from the pain It's enough to make one crazy, to shout out something profane But the cycle never stops, never for the sleet, the cold, the winds or the rain [comments] => 2 [counter] => 226 [topic] => 21 [informant] => TundraHydra [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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