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[aid] => mick
[title] => In Today's World
[time] => 2006-09-29 03:21:10
[hometext] => My best attempt at what I'll call
[bodytext] => Lessened by the wavering, leaking from the ceiling Elaborating the painting on the wall, a situational Cradled lazily in arrogant posture befitting to that kind of blue. A talk breaks out in heavenly monotone laying a layer of bass Behind the treble clef elegance of ideology or jest. The more its replaced the more it loses a piece of the whole, Lock ticking silently on time with the feet of the rain clamoring To work at odd hours of the night. Coming to life takes more than you’ve got in that suitcase of yours, Unless you understand the scattered pattern speckled like stars, peppered Points of light in infinite quality, and naught but a limitless quantity Finally a commodity for the common-man. Take awhile. wait for the Right, knock twice and let it fly. Let the green mix with red, congregate with Yellow, release from magenta but save its foundation for Blue. As the vibrancy of the message prods you continuously, locked on target Waiting for admittance of guilt. Far has the languid stirred the current, Consistently resisted and grew forty sizes over a small amount of, tomorrow They may lay down that bottle of wine. On the will of the land we are allowed to live, hiding, disinclined to be reborn, March forth, back to the days of old, it isn’t what it used to be But it wasn’t what it used to be even when it was what it used to be. The question you must ask yourself is whether the beauty of the pearl Is worth the torment of the oyster. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 291 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Benny14 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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