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[sid] => 101044
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Sonnet IX
[time] => 2005-07-13 01:33:51
[hometext] => Life can be so puzzling don't you think?
[bodytext] => They fall in place by grace or by design. Fears or corners frame the portrait wholly, The image slowly as a poem’s each line, As dreams the Maker’s guide did show me. There the parts and pieces take on roles, Like family, friends, and foes, know love and love. Ah, a part so fallen lost that grieves my soul, Hunt I so then she evades by help above. She can’t be found! I trace those bound in locks And links precise. Such broken effigy! Am I to hope that it compare the box? Naught shall ever fit empty agony! Sometimes better hunting not a piece, In time it finds you where it wants to be. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 169 [topic] => 21 [informant] => SinginSilence [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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