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[sid] => 5565
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => Secret Society
[time] => 2002-10-24 18:15:00
[hometext] => Another poem on manhood. This one describes a friendship between men in an archaic sense, reflecting on times when a man would kill to defend against, protect from, or make right a crime committed against one of his friends.
[bodytext] => A man once broke
Into my home And stole from me What I love most. At the heart of My soul, In what I believe Now lies a ghost. My band of thieves Shall now reclaim This relic At all cost. We’re halfway there. We’ve set our snare, Though seventeen lives Are already lost. An artifact so sacred You must be mistaken If you think for just one second I won’t twist this sword. I give you my word, sir. Wherever you are, sir. I’m waiting for you, sir. I will find you, sir. You will come to me, sir. You have to, sir. I love what you have, sir. It loves me back, sir. And it will return, sir. At any cost. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 180 [topic] => 21 [informant] => Butterat_Zool [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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