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[aid] => mick
[title] => Free
[time] => 2003-12-03 16:09:01
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[bodytext] => Standing on high with my face into the wind I look out upon the great green ocean trying to capture the secrets of my life in a moment while I watch a wren drift lazy circles high above the wave tops The touch of the breeze as it runs across my face tickles my ear as it ruffles up my clothes Invisible hands, tugging and pushing obliterates parted hair into massed confusion I release all thoughts of my life, good or bad for they only clutter my mind I reach far beyond the horizon to separate body and time In the space where the two blues meet where the white of the clouds connects with the white caps of the sea I am finally alone and free to soar free as the winds upon which feathers float [comments] => 0 [counter] => 154 [topic] => 21 [informant] => gee [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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