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[aid] => mick
[title] => Still
[time] => 2011-01-12 16:39:24
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[bodytext] => The sun shines and darkens, The clouds seem to flow The earth is the one rotating That we all know. The seas rise and fall The wind come and goes With chills and ever kept secrets It blows, it blows Birds migrate from time to time Leaves dies every other season Is there something behind it? Is it magic or any other reason? Is there a reason for me? As I stand still, rigid; lifeless. I can not but wonder: Why am I not moving? [comments] => 1 [counter] => 135 [topic] => 73 [informant] => RowenM [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => abstract )
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