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[aid] => mick
[title] => Elixir
[time] => 2009-10-10 20:54:49
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[bodytext] => The goblet of potion awaits my consumption; the crimson fluid promises to take away the pain. The rim touches my lips and then a disruption; Thoughts of regret and death enter my brain. Should I drink this magical concoction? Or do I resist and therefore with pain coexist? Thoughts pollute my mind with toxins; I decide to imbibe and no longer resist. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 161 [topic] => 43 [informant] => lesoleilnoire [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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