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[aid] => mick
[title] => An Old Womans Gift of
[time] => 2004-12-09 10:57:20
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[bodytext] => I can’t see through my eyes I refuse to breathe May I rest in peace Within my dreams I will not be alone Opening my eyes as if reborn I can see deep within you Entertaining me with your thoughts Bravo! Excellent! I am but an old woman now Tortured with such a sight Such a rare gift given to me Using it and abusing its true nature I found how difficult it was When I saw what I didn’t want to see Such sadness, abuse, neglect, misery of their own All of it such a burden to me With fifty years of “one's” misery Swimming inside of me [comments] => 1 [counter] => 167 [topic] => 65 [informant] => pyrofungus [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => toughstuff )
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