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[aid] => mick
[title] => Passing Fancy
[time] => 2006-01-30 20:49:18
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[bodytext] => Thunder crashing lightening hitting the ground Rain pouring down heroes fall too All of life is so fleeting A moment passes and is through Nothing is really stable All that is precious of the earth Loses its worth in the end Where are the real riches? Those of the soul Time has no meaning The spirit goes on forever That which is of the world Is but a passing fancy That which is of the soul Has eternal value All is connected When the final storm rages What have you put your trust in? That which is of the world? Or that which is of the spirit? [comments] => 3 [counter] => 162 [topic] => 25 [informant] => NoSaint [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 12 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => MiscPoems )
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