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[aid] => mick
[title] => idiagon
[time] => 2009-09-19 08:30:09
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[bodytext] => Diffident enough to see through myself, it's not enough to know I'm safe - has anyone said I was sane? If I could read my every thought could I stop myself in time or will I be defeated by the formless where I am not of any substance a soul maxed-out with no foreseeable debt consolidation. Yes, I could waste myself away, but I'll watch the others do it first. Maybe that makes me the eccentric. If only I could dip into the universe they won't see, then I could transmit my reality cheque and cackle maniacally at my feeble concerns haughtily snicker at the prevailing grit - a glorious vista to my side, but I gaze intently ever down the narrowing tunnel. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 204 [topic] => 59 [informant] => Antzus [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => psychoticpoems )
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