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[sid] => 149764
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[aid] => mick
[title] => Boomerang Prayer
[time] => 2009-05-09 09:30:25
[hometext] =>
[bodytext] => divined your mind, he gave you that fissure just for his pleasure he told you the weather he put you in that sauna just for his soda, and the lumbar procession was just to appease him he put you Were a litmus More than a compass veins were his lottery to raffle the mana (a burdenous thing of tantrums and men) And so that red river just served as his nectar [comments] => 0 [counter] => 163 [topic] => 64 [informant] => screwge [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 15 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => ambiguous )
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