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[sid] => 6052
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[aid] => Mick
[title] => The Maestro
[time] => 2002-11-01 15:25:00
[hometext] =>
[bodytext] => The night,
so endless, having such an apathetic influence over the conscious mind. You are not alone. These words I remember, as alone, I sit here waiting. My mind is out of tune , the words in my head ramble, with no rhyme or reason, like an orchestra with no direction. The crescendo moving towards the very peak of insanity. The baton will now be passed to my heart, the only true maestro. The music overwhelms me and I must follow it's lead. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 189 [topic] => 36 [informant] => POOBEAR [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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