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[sid] => 152708
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[aid] => mick
[title] => Levelling
[time] => 2009-08-29 04:11:34
[hometext] => (apologies for bizarre freeform. These words seemed powerful, to me at least, at the time)
[bodytext] => It is said they run the world But they don't understand what the world's really about To kill is murder Doesn't it chill you to know? The man with the orb in his hand He knows he knows But we can only suspect Let him eat his planetary cake Self-deified gods sit atop flimsy thrones It's all just lies. Lies heaped upon lies. The serpent's too fat - he can't bend around We're too many unsuspecting morsels After the head, before the tail Man cannot level the Earth: since heretics declared her round she cannot fall Man cannot level man: I am borne of your likeness, but so are you of mine [comments] => 2 [counter] => 156 [topic] => 73 [informant] => Antzus [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => abstract )
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