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[sid] => 16097
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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Word Soup
[time] => 2003-04-16 12:05:00
[hometext] => A wonderful piece contrasting the American music industry with life in a tranquil forest.
[bodytext] => In the middle of a dark forest somewhere,
There is a small stream of consciousness Is my favorite writing style because it Carries my mind wherever there is water, There is civilization waiting to develop Into some sort of powerful being Known for insanity is not nearly as great As being known for noble acts and Valor is one of the qualities most lacking In nutritional value, like doughnuts and Soda pop stars being paid millions to make Love to the camera is still the same thing as Being paid millions to make love And once the afterglow and hangover have worn off, You realize the graveness of the mistake you just Made your bed for the first time in Months since you last washed up for dinner in the Rockies, Where the good men and women of America Scoff at the sins of the “Dirrty” and “Stripped” of their innocence at such a young age To make a few bucks for all of the Suits spend so much time looking at the mirror That their reflections blind them To all of the evil things they Do not care they only Pretend to like their jobs, Though I know in my heart That every single one of them Really just wants to be In the middle of a dark forest somewhere, There is a small stream of consciousness, Where I go to let my thoughts run free. [comments] => 5 [counter] => 171 [topic] => 21 [informant] => Butterat_Zool [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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