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[aid] => mick
[title] => BONE –WEAPONS
[time] => 2004-07-24 10:48:09
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[bodytext] => BONE –WEAPONS The anger of a whole generation frozen in my bruised bones, slogan-weary, action I want. With my bones I forge weapons to continue the fight for the wretched of the earth. Despite a choking in my throat, not content till I wipe every stain from the face of the earth. I wake up in a new dawn, join the historic march to overthrow tyrants and empires. Hail freedom’s birth; herald for everyone, O ye, bard for the crestfallen. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 184 [topic] => 57 [informant] => mggandhi [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 6 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => war )
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