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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Scatting
[time] => 2003-07-24 11:35:00
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[bodytext] => A black scatting something, Secret to all but me. I go back, hear wisdom Never again to be seen. A fog lingering, No, no fog can be. A thunder in the distance, Or my family’s plea. Raising my forehead, All turns to night. I taste thick, unpleasant nothing, Something’s not right. It’s not supposed to hurt, No sound comes out. Try to move, seems I’m stuck, Black something scatters about. A bearer of disbelief, I haven’t had time to become. Starring up, water pours down, A blast of color rains above. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 170 [topic] => 13 [informant] => rockingoddess [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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