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[aid] => mick
[title] => Filled Up
[time] => 2003-12-27 00:46:10
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[bodytext] => The world sits beside me, In an incongruent grandeur. Backing every false step I take, In this unfriendly world. She's so thick in my thoughts, That I would die right now. Just to say, I left this life, In the company of an angel. But, leaving means separation, And, separation I can't have. Not when I have, Perfection at my finger tips. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 201 [topic] => 2 [informant] => JPMcMillan [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 2 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LovePoetry )
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