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[sid] => 170135
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Too Late
[time] => 2012-01-12 12:11:47
[hometext] => This is a terza-rima I wrote some years ago for a portfolio in High School.
[bodytext] => The ocean is an endless painting, Most everyone loves the ocean, But now with waste and hate its fading. I once swam the oceans lovely potion, Now black with oil, chunky with trash, looking like soup, An old-world recipe, making sickness with excess motion. The endless blue is killed by the pollutions "feedback loop", Expanding and dirty once was virgin and clean, It can't all be blamed on a single group. Everyone wave goodbye, We've destroyed the ocean and next the sky. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 157 [topic] => 27 [informant] => PlaguePerfected [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => NaturePoetry )
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