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[title] => the powerless
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[bodytext] => The Powerless.
Sensing the burden of life’s futility as cheap cigar smoke in a windowless room, mother Teresa came, sat by my bedside and skinned a bunny rabbit alive. ”The fur is for your lumbago,” she said. The rabbit hid in my left armpit, I was now responsible for a totally defenceless life, veins on its furless forehead pulsated fearfully as I gently caressed the bunny with its own fleece and mimed a lullaby [comments] => 1 [counter] => 158 [topic] => 21 [informant] => Jan_Oskar_Hansen [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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