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[aid] => mick
[title] => Questions
[time] => 2005-12-14 12:50:31
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[bodytext] => I'm torturing myself with silly questions about the hidden destiny of those who entered the blurring gates that lead to the timeless garden, the one which is so close and yet unseen except its earthy hallmarks - the moss-grown marble plates. I wonder wheter they still exist? Do they remeber anything about life they thought to last forever or are they nothing but the pale lines in the dusty books of birth and death? Shall I receive the answers before I, myself, become another part of the enigma? [comments] => 1 [counter] => 488 [topic] => 62 [informant] => WAE [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => spiritual )
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