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[sid] => 120628
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Crescentius
[time] => 2006-05-23 20:19:13
[hometext] => I wrote this poem a while ago...
[bodytext] => Wake. Wake to the reverberations. Do you know what’s happening? Is it time yet? No…no its not. But you can feel it, we all can. How does it begin? Leaving you with more questions then there are answers. Isn’t that how it began? Did you ever read it? See it. Touch it. Bend the sands of time. He can, why can’t you? …No clue right… This is the premise. This is how it grows. Lay the ground work for the demon to follow. Then ask yourself this simple question. Is this what I want, but what do I want, what do any of us want…? 2-17-06 R0b [comments] => 1 [counter] => 170 [topic] => 21 [informant] => R0b [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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