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[aid] => Mick
[title] => plantlife living
[time] => 2003-05-18 20:35:00
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[bodytext] => fragments of enviroments fill,
caveart on a warm night, its like memories of the dead, walking home in a daze when i could stay, its wierd, tastes of running after a dog, silly but important and why, no matter what you do, it will find a way, in the form of a war or a god, life will carry out, without failure, the thoughts grapple to one, deal with it on the porch untouchable blocking all of my sun, as i grow from the ground the people and situations around become the power that strengthens or destroys the roots, as lean to or away from the stimulus, the colors i take to and reflect, as i grow taller the main point is at the top, the canopy of me and the rest of society, its funny sometimes the triggers and tolerance of some, it must be the soil. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 166 [topic] => 43 [informant] => plous [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 1 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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