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[aid] => mick
[title] => when you told your mother you loved me
[time] => 2005-07-04 13:18:20
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[bodytext] => she mourned for days. i took a streetcar to chinatown spent the afternoon smiling dumbly at little red slippers pink and gold coin purses mangoes. i never said a word. something bothers me in this new world of dark, beautiful history where one achieves rapture i will never know. i am not godless i tell myself but there is no god in my heart. i tell you i'm crying because your mother hates me. that is all i can say. i can't say you make me feel godless, as if my own sorrow wasn't proof- yes, i feel apart from my god, i feel that hunger, but... isn't that something? oh, but we're past all of that. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 156 [topic] => 43 [informant] => singhsong [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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