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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Write one about me
[time] => 2003-05-12 10:05:00
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[bodytext] => Wash me away
to taste salt and sand of the strangest lights. Give me breath and the grief of breath; the two junctures came, will of thought and dissolved to bury the slightest flicker of whim uncontrolled (The sea gives change, pulls at the tried expulsion’s of the moon and gently kisses her… …Convinced! A season’s delight gives rise to new plantlets and why our ill brought feeling is minatorial? Thanks for glistening out the marrow, praise for waving upon my mortality and merit for chasing a deathless bloom. So what is balance without ignorance? ________ ? Sell me your directions to pleasantries, where the Sun gave nature in her shadow and Man allows air at her solid. When we kiss, I throw wide my eyes and look into her closed… …No, apparently that never had a face. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 192 [topic] => 55 [informant] => scott_milton [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => dedicatedpoems )
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