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[sid] => 6776
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => Day Thirteen II
[time] => 2002-11-16 01:20:00
[hometext] => second day thirteen poem...count the lines
[bodytext] => a pestilence grows in the heart of our land
threat of the gravest nature is at hand this fight can not be won by archtypical weapons and the victims spread far and ill prepared our once tranquil conscience has deteriorated it strikes fast but kills slow like poison a thorn in our flesh that does not mend and the lucky few born whch they can defend immune to the suffering die off quickly we have no choice but to surrender to its wrath it shall take us one by one until none are left oh god please save our race we must go on leave but thirteen survivors to live our convictions [comments] => 2 [counter] => 212 [topic] => 13 [informant] => crucifixioncross [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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