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[sid] => 41349
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => LAPPET
[time] => 2004-04-01 17:35:45
[hometext] => WRITTEN UNDER THE NAME DEIS BLACK
[bodytext] => Life is a lesson that ceases to amaze me I do nothing for I claim to achieve nothing Sure it would be nice to have riches But for what? would it introduce me to a Better self? would it elevate my mind and Cure the pain of those who wish for healing? And it would be mighty fine to have fame For everyone would know my name, and how I could Ease their pain just by sitting with them. Well, how many people could I cure then? a City, a town, a village, a house? But by far power is what I want! for I hate Doing what i'm told. I hate moving because I Was sold. I hate money because someone Thought it was cool to use gold. I hate it! The way life was meant to be. I hate it! Because I do nothing for I claim nothing. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 178 [topic] => 61 [informant] => rhei76 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )
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