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[bodytext] => I looked at my feet and oh! I wept to walk with no shoes through city streets and dust bowl towns from history's novels past and in the rust belt my heart swells 'til larger than a worlds fair how much can one man endure? and then solace and succor from what newly perceived in front of me a man whose life story had come to an end without ever getting to drink a glass of ranch [comments] => 2 [counter] => 199 [topic] => 76 [informant] => WilliamButlerSkates [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => obsession )
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