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[sid] => 41596
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => The Young Egoist
[time] => 2004-04-03 12:54:03
[hometext] => (If only this site offered left aligned, concrete stylings.... anyway, here are the words)
[bodytext] => This / girl She flittered her eyelashes at me. I didn't know which or when or who but what I, I needed to know was that girl; then, then this Other(!) girl … ( and that first girl died decayed disappeared something, whatever, Anyway, ) this Other girl, she winked. And I, entranced, wanted to need this girl. So, I did. I wanted to. Well, I thought I did. [But] then, she stopped winking. [And], the girl, the first, the ineffable… she didn't wink. she didn't flitter. she didn't look. I was dead, decayed disappeared, reciprocated, something. Once, I needed to know her. She knew me and she didn't need me . [comments] => 1 [counter] => 171 [topic] => 43 [informant] => SBBN [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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