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[aid] => mick
[title] => This space
[time] => 2007-05-17 21:56:21
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[bodytext] => This space is tearing me. I am standing in a room, With no doors or windows, There is a clock upon the wall, It stares at me. It appears to be the room's soul furnishing, And according to it the time is half past six. I pace the room for a while, Considering my situation. I touch the clock, examining it carefully, I feel the walls, so perfectly grey, For cracks or fault lines, Tapping for hollow spaces, I can't seem to find one. I write on the walls, Thick black lines deforming the grey, I draw myself a door. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 146 [topic] => 74 [informant] => Fallen-like-the-sky [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => surreal )
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