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[aid] => mick
[title] => Haraya
[time] => 2007-06-13 15:14:08
[hometext] => In our language, which is Filipino, Haraya means imagination.
[bodytext] => She was a child; she had never heard of dioramas but created one in her mind where faeries posed a regal stance amidst a pirouette- an unfinished dance. She had never heard of dioramas but created one in her mind that conquered over legacies of concocted imageries. She scattered basins of stars to glisten their skins and burn their silvery tears. She created one- in her mind- a tryst between darkness and light. As moonlight flooded her reverie her innocence eloped with her throes; she basked in the incense of frenzy and neglected her lust in tales of never-ending woe. In her mind she was the absolution that would drown the bewails and lamentations of the weeping rain. She had never heard of dioramas but created one- for in her mind- she was a child. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 182 [topic] => 40 [informant] => frustratedwitch [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => fantasy )
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