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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Two
[time] => 2005-11-22 09:00:11
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[bodytext] => I saw an old pine That silently had broken Its way to freedom, Its way light and life, Throughout the cold mass Of a granite rock. Now, it was falling slowly Into the abyss. All had been in vain. I met an old man, Who had been a hero, Giving everything of him away, Without even thinking of reward. Now he was dying, Alone and helpless, Betrayed by everyone Even by himself. All had been in vain. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 220 [topic] => 25 [informant] => WAE [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => MiscPoems )
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