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[aid] => mick
[title] => partly cloudy
[time] => 2011-08-06 08:55:17
[hometext] => Death is the tyrant of the imagination.~Barry Cornwall
[bodytext] => in a world
bigger than
Facebook
where grief
and joy
move
as ponderously
as tides with the weight
of oceans
behind
them
recuring dread
and a duskier
blue
than blues
an urge to
write words
as anchors
before
storm scuttled
dislike.
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