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[sid] => 144299
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[aid] => mick
[title] => Defenseless error
[time] => 2008-08-01 10:42:19
[hometext] => following Crow
[bodytext] => I could sit near but could you keep me?
Drink your wine and fall by pretense.
Secured in our reality of dark slumber
show no shame, defenseless error...........
Blood on the blade, who's is it?
Do we wear our sin on our face.
Shame, no there is none.
Count down to the end.......
or is it?
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[informant] => shelby
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[ihome] => 0
[alanguage] => english
[acomm] => 0
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[score] => 10
[ratings] => 2
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[topicname] => DarkPoetry
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