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[aid] => mick
[title] => Stress
[time] => 2016-05-08 06:39:23
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What is it that whispers
from within the back
of your brain
what is it
that slips
twisted thinking
between the cracks
of the path
that you create
where every thought
that you make
hides a crossroads of fate
that awaits
for your decision
on what path
you will take
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