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[aid] => mick
[title] => This Night's Narcissuses
[time] => 2009-08-30 09:47:57
[hometext] => A world of only tongues is a world deprived of function.
[bodytext] => Tongues alight the torches of the evening; each one an arrogant flame in the sky. And by the roads where dust and dividers meet sit youth at a pool who look in their own eyes. Their tongues ignite into rig-rag chatter; each topic a paper to add to the fire. Kerosene converse would carry on long after the smoke centres and tires. And by the words which hang from every mouth, a new, growing stem would come and show soon that each youth would be only a flower for the dusty, divided winds to blow through. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 200 [topic] => 43 [informant] => skyhawk432 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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