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[aid] => mick
[title] => falling rain
[time] => 2010-10-16 08:51:50
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[bodytext] => lost underneath all this rain each drop showers a whole street too heavy for my arms too clear too see too sad to hear me speak the rain drops have fallen from where they do not belong they've let go of all that makes them holy a mother who needs to feed her child hears no other plea she hears not the sorrow of the rain mother earth does not understand the language of the rain and she cares not for its pain they cannot fight her ancient strength she entombs them...feeds off their pain damned be our bodies that sprout from the holy shroud of the rain [comments] => 2 [counter] => 140 [topic] => 39 [informant] => yozi [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Grief )
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