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[title] => Number, number, weight, division
[time] => 2008-02-01 08:22:20
[hometext] => Any more than a mere man can
[bodytext] => With the golden bowl the concubines shall surely drink tonight all eyes fixed with prosperity and the finest plates; the wives shall eat tonight. in the hall i present to you servants, governors and noblemen that our gods wouldn't let decrease but increase instead let time become my increase and all oppose torn limb to limb because I'm king. Number Tell me what you've and it will be numbered and it's by that, that you'll be kicked out of society and stroked by your lovers, lovers of treachery thrown away told to meet another city by then you would've known that your kingdom is numbered. 'The dew tastes like wine at night'. Weight You weigh too little i advise you to kill all your chefs and higher lepers instead drive away your fortunetellers as they steal far too many apples from your kingdom that has been blessed by the lord; but while you go leave behind the golden throne and purple robes. Division Lets resume, many new nations will arise from the broken remains of your empire with a golden head, silver chest, bronze arms and legs made from iron and clay just watch him dissolve as that stone rolls over thee on the day a new empire establishes which couldn't be shaken any more than a mere man can. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 151 [topic] => 62 [informant] => SomeDude [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => spiritual )
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