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[title] => living with myself
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[bodytext] => I,We Terrified of the imminent collapse Yet oblivious to the unpredictable Tentative to any advance Yet scathing of any restraint. Drenched by slow motion apprehensiveness Yet completely without complaint Find no reason in these utterances Yet find smugness at the close of every line Clamped down by an unsearching finality Yet still emerging fresh faced every time Both ends are open with the tunnel closed unlit blind [comments] => 2 [counter] => 150 [topic] => 43 [informant] => davidcircle [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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