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[aid] => mick
[title] => Aghast amidst the summer bloom
[time] => 2002-09-13 06:12:11
[hometext] => Okay, well, everything, i mena everything I have written here was completely on the spot, from the title to the last line, all of it. I haven't proof read it, and have only checked for spelling mistakes.
A gamble but thought i would tryas, well, i have never tried before, carpe diem and hopefully bien fait! [bodytext] => Never one to let thy ghost of fortune reap such eerie casts upon me, Thus I should wonder of the springtime banter so fondly accusing, Many a wrath of ill fate hath bequeath that I should ponder such emancipation. With the valleys of sadness behind the sun, I slither, much like a snake of shame for the ill-gotten barbarity of it all! By no means shall a bird soar to high by the beat of his own wing, by no mean should I watch in wonder as the airs doeth become to thin or him. And with this! I decree, that thou art holier than thy predecessor, and stronger than thy soul who nailed thy lid unto his coffin. Beat back the spring adored and summer past, and feel the chilled rain run down your back as winters scorn doeth grow, amidst the jewels so precious to you, walk in shame for thy time hath gone. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 207 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Nickolata [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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