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[aid] => mick
[title] => Ideals
[time] => 2003-10-09 15:08:26
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[bodytext] => By freedom, they made the rizors that killed the "old" and created the "new". Very blood appeared. Money for the power, power for the money. What's your problem, dear ? Don't you love me ? It isn't everything so sacred? My reasons say: - No. We ended up our revolution, now! Truth against us, none. Because, we are the justice, now! We are the democracry! It's never end up. Because it's eternity! [comments] => 1 [counter] => 210 [topic] => 56 [informant] => Lele [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 2 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => sarcasticpoetry )
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