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[aid] => mick
[title] => Abstruct My Life
[time] => 2008-07-31 09:48:23
[hometext] => Does this even make any sense?
[bodytext] => Sunday morning all alone I'll set out to search this world drawn out of the picture book I read the day before yesterday. Outside is blinding, Acting silly and waving my hand, it's a simple goodbye. I get on a bus with its paint peeling off with an unnatural grin on my face. And on the wall to my right side those four words I hate are joggled, scrambling, mocking... look... outside is whitening it'll illuminate me someday soon I really must go. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 277 [topic] => 74 [informant] => RAGEyourDREAM [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => surreal )
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