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[aid] => mick
[title] => mirror.. mirror
[time] => 2012-02-08 05:47:43
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[bodytext] => I stair at you, you have hair, who are you. I look at you, you have skin warm to the touch but cold inside. A physical barrier but nothing within, who are you. I observe the surface, aged and echoing of a time long since passed. A vestigial presance, forgoten by all, yet told on the skin. I see you and recognise the face, empty behind, hollow, a void, not even a trace.. I recognise that face.. Its me.. who am I? [comments] => 0 [counter] => 64 [topic] => 61 [informant] => lookinglass [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )
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