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[sid] => 53359
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Sonnet 23: Panacea
[time] => 2004-06-23 13:17:01
[hometext] => date written: June 2, 2003
[bodytext] => Just too damn many cars on rural ways; Like excess ice that makes the flavor bland There’s no time for simplicity of days; The tide stole all the beauty from the sand My inabilities had pulled me in And I, the hart, was blinded by your touch; But pestilence consumed me in my sin, And now I see I must escape your clutch The only panacea in my reach Is that of freedom; set me from your hold; And if I can diverge from shell and beach No longer will I bear the title “sold” The remedy I seek is not of norm; My cure comes in an unexpected form [comments] => 2 [counter] => 169 [topic] => 48 [informant] => Spenyacer [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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