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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Wisps on the Glass
[time] => 2003-08-28 13:45:00
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[bodytext] => Wisps on the glass are the last things you see. Exhale, breathe in, suck the flavor of life before its too late. You might as well be dead. Or maybe you are. Crazy, rushing, blood, Hammering, shuffling, banging Is what it looks like. Amazing, opening, color, Godlike, control, wonder Is what it is. Don't be afraid. Suck it in. Transports to worlds lie in the most shapeless forms. Wisps on the glass are the last things you see. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 143 [topic] => 43 [informant] => MrMcBiggums [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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