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[title] => who spoke?
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[bodytext] => Who spoke?
The voice was loud and clear spoken by someone used to give orders, something that I must do quickly, it was in the middle of the night and I had more sleep in me. In the morning I had forgotten only that it was urgent, wonder if it was my epitaph (a man of indecision) I have never bothered to reflect too deeply about these things, but now that all my friends are dead, perhaps I ought to entertain the idea of my own mortality. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 170 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Jan_Oskar_Hansen [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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