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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Land Outside
[time] => 2006-10-14 06:17:06
[hometext] => I had a motive for placing
[bodytext] => I finally woke up it was the dead place - outside the window the room we had paintings you painted the table I made a vase you placed those flowers in a Ginkgo I made a bonsai it’s all gone the room burnt down because you were just dust - a figment I dreamt I suppose I merely dreamt that room I suppose I learnt love differently your dictionary seems wrong no wonder your love dies with time and they - at the local pub give the same definition - as you and laugh at my contrary no escaping from this heat - outside that window no escape from the fact that I’m not suppose to be here I was never intended a loved mistake - when my feet were small but now that I can grow sideburns and think love is more than this - that life was meant to be more There will be no more rooms for me - no talking from me my accent tells I’m a foreigner with common grounds. 2/10/06 [comments] => 2 [counter] => 197 [topic] => 75 [informant] => one-curly-fry [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => anguished )
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