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[aid] => mick
[title] => Gifted
[time] => 2006-07-20 13:31:49
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[bodytext] => Is my gift gone, Can I no longer write, Has the ink well run dry, My parchment crumbled to dust! Where is my talent? The words that flowed so easily from pen to paper. The thoughts that fought to break free from the trapped confines of my mind. Am I lacking what once I had? Or have I never possessed the power to call forth words to form pictures which captivated mind and heart. Maybe it was all a waking dream. Some fantasy I once had, a desire to be more than what I was. In the end does it matter? My talent is but a memory, a myth, a discarded thought. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 242 [topic] => 73 [informant] => brasco [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => abstract )
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