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[sid] => 51253
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => The Silken Shroud
[time] => 2004-06-10 01:41:46
[hometext] => this poem is weird, make of it what you will
[bodytext] => the shroud that resides, just on my shoulder, and off to the right lies mostly silent at home, and sleeps till I open the door, and like a spring it soars shuttering my mind, with doubtful curtains, silencing the fantasy... so soft it seems to float, into my mouth and echos, the words I hear MY words spin in my head, frantic to escape, but the shroud persists maybe, like a diamond, though harder than it steel, it is brittle to another's touch [comments] => 1 [counter] => 162 [topic] => 64 [informant] => full_blur [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => ambiguous )
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