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[sid] => 122469
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Acute Senses
[time] => 2006-06-28 20:36:46
[hometext] => Interpret it as you may, but this is for my parents.
[bodytext] => I can hear your excuses, Before they fall so limply from your lips. I can smell your ignorance, Before my knuckles are painted a searing white. I can see your prejudice, Before your nose touches the sky in arrogance. I taste your so many lies, Before your ears proclaim that you are victorious. And I can feel how wrong you are, Before my realization drops heatedly from my eyes. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 323 [topic] => 6 [informant] => Jane_Doe [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AngryPoetry )
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